Ahhhh.
My books are beginning to pile.
My mess is beginning to accumulate.
My food is stocked.
My life is starting to get back to being solid.
Watch and in a little while I'll be bored with it, but it's a nice thought right now to have some sort of consistent space for a while. Plus now it's a space with a plant!
I really wanted to pick up something alive to cheer the place up a bit, something to share my glad time and my woes. If I can't have some sort of animal, a plant is the next best thing right? Better than talking to myself isn't it? Slightly less crazy? And it's a rose, so now I can stop and smell the roses almost any time I want!
Here's hoping I don't kill it immediately
1 comment:
Okay, I don't want to stress you out, but those little roses are tricky. I've tried them twice. . . they don't like to live. They have a death wish. So dude, don't beat yourself up if it croaks. . . it's a suicidal plant. If it's bound and determined to die, it'll die.
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