There is something amazing about being at home. Chai tea, music, washing, writing. I love wi-fi and wooden floors. I like old stone buildings and I like trees. But lately I have been thinking that I need to add a little something more to it. Something like a pet. Something that could work here.
Our caretaker has 2 bunnies, there are two dogs, plenty of birds too. I had been thinking about a tortoise for a few days. I thought about a bunny for a few more days. I also thought maybe a cute bird that can talk (not an African grey….no!) My neighbor has a very elegant, yellow, gorgeous creature that lives with her. She can say one or two words. So cute.
But then I remember my “attempt plant growing” phase. That was costly, money for myself but life for a plant! I couldn’t even keep a desert rose alive. But I loved every minute of me pretending to have green fingers. I just loved trying and the beautiful smells of all those “doomed to die” herbs.
Then I remember my “attempt and DIY” phase. That turned out to be a very funny and terribly painful phase. I remember having my 10 year old niece pop over and build the DIY kit island for me because I was stumped! She did such a beautiful job. I was so proud of her. Not so proud of myself though, having said that, not even my cousin could hit a nail in those walls! I broke a Hilti….
And then I circle back to pets and think…haai shame, no I can’t do that to them. So no pets for me just yet I think. Maybe I should think about having a puzzle night instead.