You know that silly commercial about depression? "Where does depression hurt? Everywhere. Who does depression hurt? Everyone." Yeah, well, the latter includes plants, too.
I know things are weighing on me when the garden starts to look a bit droopy.... I even lost a wee baby cucumber to the great I-don't-wanna-have-to-do-anything-when-I-get-home-from-work drought of 2007.
Seeing my friend's mint plant looking sadder than a weeping willow, however, got me off the couch. I might be a bum at home after working extended hours, but I am not a bad plantsitter, damn it!
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I love that commercial. It cracks up my husband how much I love it. But it really makes me sympathetic to the people on the screen. And then the close up of the dog's face looking sadly curious at his owner? It kills me!
I'm a woman of many, many moods and while they sink to great depths, they also soar to great heights. That's why the thought of medication makes me nervous--I'd miss my highs too much. Plus (fingers crossed) I hope my emotions are evening out the older I get.
At my house, dried out plants and herbs are a sign of my usual laziness. Now if the kids start looking thin...call Children's Protective Services on me!
PS My picture is not supposed to be showing itself!
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