So I started kind of a cruddy post about keeping things alive: plants, pets, passion, enthusiasm, etc.
But the post wasn't really that good or coherent. So I deleted that mo-fo.
I think my heads still fuzzy from spending a lot of time being away from my place the last few days and not actually resting.
In any case "I'm not a good gardener" was the point. I tried to extrapolate this into a metaphor for other things... but... meh.
But! A while ago I re-potted this orchid in some dirt before reading about how you're supposed to pot orchids in special orchid potting mix. But you have to buy that bag of mix and then you have about 80% of the bag left just sitting around and I can't tell you how much I HATE that. So, I figured that I'd just doomed the orchid and that I would wait for it to die a long, drawn out death and then get rid of it.
Hey. Check this baby out:
LIFE! Colorful beautiful life! I have managed not to kill this thing! So, I'm feeling pretty good about that.
But, I also woke up with a Jewel song in my head. So, you know, that's less awesome. You take the bad with the good, right?