Flowers

I was at Home Depot today buying ant killer for the ants that were invading my house. They need to hire more people for checkout lines.

But that's not what I was going to say. They had tulip bulbs on sale. And I thought, how cool would it be to have tulips filling my backyard? It would be fun, and I could cut them and make little arrangements with them and give them to my best friend who loves tulips.

And it might be a nice distraction from all the other crap in my life to have something else to care about and occupy my time with. It would be like a hobby.

But then I remembered. I can't keep things alive. Especially plants. They don't meow when they're hungry like those pesky cats did. I have to remember to take care of them. I don't know the first thing about taking care of tulips. And it seems like my mom, the one with a thumb so green she can bring plants back from the dead, said once that tulips are kind of a lot of work. You can't just plant them and make them grow. You have to plant them and dig them up and plant them again every year, or something like that.

But it still seems like it would be fun. It would be rewarding to be able to keep something alive.