It serioulsy feels as though everybody I know has had a birthday this month. People need to find alternate ways of staying warm in the depths of Winter because the resultant avalanche of birthdays in March is a little overwhelming. It might have been only five birthdays but it seriously felt like a lot more. And despite my careful plans, it all snuck up on me by surprise and I’ve spent the last two weeks feverishly making things. In fact, I’m still in the process of making one of those things and I’m on a bit of a deadline: if I’m not finished by Friday, then my dad is only getting half a present for his birthday.
It will be done.
It must be done.