Bloomscape

A little more about the plants from Bloomscape.  I ordered 3 sets of small potted plants (thought I ordered 2 -- I got 2 of the same one, probably my mistake).  I'm sure they're pricier than going to a local nursery, but for someone like me with no plant experience in a pandemic ... this works.  Last time I was at our local nursery looking to buy my first plant, the staff wasn't helpful.  It was my friend who told me how to care for the plant and what I was doing wrong.  Bloomscape makes it easy.

They came well packaged with information cards and little plastic sticks to put in the plant so I can remember what needs what (water, light, etc).  The information card has a safety section -- what if my child or pet ingests this -- good to know.  Because of that, all my plants had to go out of reach of my dog ... just in case.  He doesn't bother my other plant, but a foster might.

NINE plants that need to be out of reach, in varying levels of sunlight and somewhere I can see them.  That's a tall order.  My husband said ... poor plants, they got a bum deal coming here hah.   I'm going to try to keep them all alive and hope they never need to be transplanted (!!)  If they do, hopefully, it's when the pandemic is over so I can enlist my gardening friend for a "transplant" luncheon.

All 4 on the bottom shelf.  This gets morning sun.

My bedroom gets sun the longest.
These are the plants that need to most light.

On Mother's Day, I am a plant mother to 11 living plants.  Wow.  Actually, this reminds me, I better check on the other 2 -- I can't remember when I watered them last.

Last night was fun.  We were perfectly distanced from people with no touch interaction.  We ended up staying for 3 hours and it felt like no time at all.  I think we're all craving human interaction.  Since it was my next door neighbor, we ran home for our own restroom breaks and drink refills.

Today is the kids BBQ out back.  I'm still feeling concerned that this is stepping out too much.  Am I being paranoid because it's new or am I being rightfully concerned?  This is a gray area.  We'll take a lot of precautions, but it's different with family -- I think we'll have a tougher time remembering to stay 6 feet apart, not touch each other's chair, not share a serving spoon, etc.

My heel is STILL messed up.  Dang.  No running, limiting walking and I have to slow my pace.  I wonder if I messed it up doing yoga.  The day before it hurt running, it was bothering me a little after yoga (but not enough that I though much of it).  My neck is fine though.  I'll hold off boxing for a while ... until I can actually run outside again.  It's so frustrating to go from injury to injury to injury.  I can't get any traction and it's not for lack of trying.

I scheduled a coaching call the first week in June.  It's the last of my current package and after this call, I'll decide to continue or not.  The last call was a dud (the only dud ever) and I think that was because we were all frozen with the pandemic and there wasn't really anything to talk about.  I'm thinking of enlisting her help with accountability for my healthy habits.  I need something ... and soon.  I scheduled it for the first week hubby is gone since I bet I'll be out of sorts.

Happy Mother's Day to everyone who is a mother in any way.  Stay well.  Later gators.