1) Why we even bother.
2) Why we suffer in silence.
I started my new workout routine this week and I seem to be the only one crying out from the back of the room: Hellooo, I'm dyin' here!!!
Admittedly, it was a long, busy holiday but as I was passing out drinks this morning, I noticed my poor houseplants have been screaming the same dang thing. Rest assured, I'll show more compassion than the perky little brat teaching my body sculpt [as if that is even possible] class.
Oh, how I have missed our coffee chats. She is one of my dearest friends. Though I will confess that after a 60 minute torture session with weights and bands and God only knows what's next on this workout agenda -- all in a grand effort not to slow her down once I arrive -- I started wondering... Just how hard would it be to make some lazy friends?
Now, this, of course, is all in jest. She's a wonderful person. But, I'll bet less active people (preferably ones who still know how to make homemade donuts) are wonderful people, too.
Unhappy House Plant Warning Signs:
- Yellow leaves - Too much light, fertilizer or water.
- Yellow spots - Dripping water onto the leaves. (Water from below.)
- Brown leaves - Not enough water.
- Dry leaves - Lack of humidity.
- All of the above - R.I.P.
- The darker green the leaf, the less light a plant generally needs.
- Most indoor flowering plants do better in cooler temperatures.
* As I Lay Dying is a brilliant novel of human suffering, written by William Faulkner.