I lifted the lid and the necklace caught the light like it had a spotlight. For a second I forgot I was standing over my kitchen counter in slippers. It felt like a small party in a box.
As soon as I uploaded the poster file, a low-resolution warning popped up with a smaller size suggestion. I took the hint and resized. The print came out crisp and I avoided a blurry mess.
Right after I sent the gift, that sinking feeling hit me: I’d typed the wrong email. Found the fix link, corrected it, and watched a fresh confirmation pop up almost instantly. The relief felt like catching a glass before it hits tile.