All week, we have been attempting to sell you Warby Parker glasses and, more recently, Toast t-shirts.

On Monday, we proved wrong those who claimed that Middlemarch must needs destroy all book clubs and summoned Benedict Cumberbatch by all his infernal names. Did we mention Mallory sold her book?

Tuesday, our monstrous regiment of Hey Ladies! women tried to start their own book club and were chastened by Heather Seggel’s tale of class navigation and poverty.

On Wednesday, we tried to stop armchair-diagnosing our exes, and learned about the invisible signs of aging:

Sudden left-handedness

Secret river awareness

Decreased acceptance…

Thursday, we learned how to make your insurance company pay for your doula, and also how to make a really good Aviation, if not exactly at the same time.

And today is Friday. Have a lovely weekend.