One of my students brought me a hanging plant as a gift on the last day of school.
It left me a little depressed.
I have no where to hang it.
We only have this teensy, teensy window. And no porch to speak of.
So, like I said... no where to hang it.
Sigh.
Sometimes I get really sad about where we live. I mean, our little cave is nice. But sometimes the no-windows thing really gets to me. It's just so... gloomy in here.
But there are good things about our little nest. It's unique. It looks like the Alamo from the outside. Not many people can say that. It has carpet everywhere. And in the strangest places. Like... on the walls. And in the bathroom. And in the kitchen. And it's all different carpet. Umm... the loft part is really cute. (Blue shag carpet.) And we made a nice little sitting area up there. That we never use. Sigh. The kitchen has pale blue cabinets. And pink walls. Whimper. Oh! We have the best shower head ever. A wedding gift!
I'm going to think about the shower head from now on, when I see my hanging plant sitting anyhowly next to the front door.
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