So, I thought my miniature rose was a goner...but now there's new leaves on it.
My mimosa's been mangled by our cats...
My dracaena is haaappy.
Norry's adjusted rather well, and has taken to bothering me while I'm trying to sleep -- that is nipping my fingers because I'm not petting him, heh.
My dandies are pretty OK, but the fact remains that I sortof have to defend my plants against the cats...and it's stressing me out sommat awful.
I'm disorganized, Mom wants to order some new seeds...we've a ton of cookbooks and gardening books from the library to get through still...some of which're due tomorrow.
And in a week, I gotta start my own education...
And I just don't want this free time to end, but it's gonna after the weekend. *sigh*
It's the dread of maybe losing one of my plants to the cats that's really getting to me, though. The rest I'm not THAT bothered by.
Ah well, I'll deal.
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