Yesterday was not a good day, at all. I was so completely tired and cranky about being tired, that I knew it wasn’t going to be a good day, I just wasn’t aware of what a completely bad day it was going to be. I’m not going to babble on about what made it such a crappy day, suffice to say, it sucked. So in a effort to get myself out of the mood that I was in, I brought home plants. The entire car ride home, I listened to John Mayer. There is something completely soothing about listening to “Gravity” repeatedly. By the time I get home, I’m better. I walked the puppies and deposited them back in the house while I went outside with my plants.
I used to never understand why my mom would come home from work, tired, and go outside and immediately start weeding and watering her numerous flowers and plants. If you know my mother, you know she has gorgeous flowers all around the house. Weeding and watering all of them, takes a long time, but mom would be out there every afternoon, getting dirt under her nails and happy as a clam about it.
Well, it turns out that playing in the dirt is kind of relaxing. By the time I got my plants in pots and had everything watered, I was completely calmed down and relaxed and ready for bed. It was nice. The best part of all of it though, is seeing it later. I love coming home to my own personal jungle. The flowers are brightly colored and cheerful and my whole little “patio” just looks like a happy place to sit and spend some time. So tonight, I’m going to have a glass of wine and be at one with my little corner of nature.
