I bought a pair of shearling gloves this winter because I always lose my gloves. They were so cozy and delightfully warm, but alas they fell apart entirely less than two weeks after I purchased them.
I was reflecting on the sad state of my gloves as I walked down the street the other day, and was pondering whether to fix them or buy a new pair when suddenly I came upon a beautiful pair of blue mittens on the sidewalk.
The mittens were my favourite shade of teal with white and pink accent. They had dainty pom poms decorating the wrists and a pink “idiot string” to keep them from getting lost. They were tied in two knots and just laying there, without a soul in sight. I picked them up for closer inspection. Mint condition. Angora. Mine.
Thank you universe.