Old Greeny

I'm getting my green thumb into gear. I've been to Bunnings TWICE this weekend and I'm thinking about going again tomorrow. It's a long weekend you see - and I'm spending it very quietly at home playing with the garden and stuff.

So, I now have a nice looking climber planted out front, and a cactus out the back with the rocket plant mum gave me. Also, I was reading that having plants inside the house helps you stay well and prevents colds, so I bought a trailing indoor plant and have put it in the kitchen.

Tomorrow I think I would go and buy a bag of potting mix cos mum gave me some jade and I wanna get that going.

I just realised ... um ... why am I telling you all this? Do I not care about my 'street cred' any longer? Have I lost all contact with my social side? Has my social inclination completely disappeared and finally, after years of threatening it, I am retreating to my 'house on a hill' where I grow my own vegetables...? The children in my street already stare at me when I take Colin out for a walk... it's only a matter of time before I start to smell of wee and they throw rocks at me.

Oh lord... I just realised something else. Today I went to Bunnings wearing the same trousers that I wore to bed last night. Does this count as 'wearing your pyjamas in public'? They're not officially pj trousers - but I often wear them to bed. Cos they're comfy. And warm.

Oh crap. This is all happening so quickly... I don't know if I can prevent the inevitable. Friends have called me 'Nanna' in the past - it won't be long before taunts of "The Smelly Old Woman With The Bald Cat" start being thrown my way...