The 10-12s have been burning faster all week — somewhere around 1 in 5 of you keeps ordering five at a time, which makes the daily math accelerate the closer we get to the bottom. The Jonah claws have been steady — about 18 to 20 bags a day, which has held remarkably consistent since Sunday.
If I had to guess which one hits zero first, the tails are running ahead. But the truth is I do not know, and by tomorrow morning at least one of these numbers is going to be the past tense.
This is the day. Wednesday is the shipping ceiling for Sunday Mother's Day delivery. After today, the answer to "what should I do for Mom?" gets smaller.