I've been taking it ridiculously easy this past year.
My wrist was really giving me trouble and I wanted to be absolutely sure it had time to heal before I started moving forward with projects again. While all that happened, I've graduated with my Masters degree and started my first real full-time job, so there's been a lot of changes on this end. Further complicating things, the majority of my yarn stores are on the opposite coast from me, so it's no so simple a task these days to pop into my room and grab the skein, stuffing, or embellishment I want.
However, I think it may just have been a repetitive stress injury instead of full-blown carpal tunnel, so I've been trying to pick back up to a reasonable project pace. One of my goals for 2016 is to complete at least one project a month--and I'm on track so far! I feel guilty for having neglected this log of mine, so I'm adding onto that goal that I'll have to update within a week of completing the project AND clear out this backlog of completed projects I've got. From 2 years ago. I'm awful.
But that'll change.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
2016-02: Unkillable Cacti Project

We inherited Frank the aloe vera from previous roommates. He lived in the kitchen window for maybe four or five months. I noticed one night the plastic bag we had him on was moving and promptly discovered our kitchen windows had no seals. Of course, by then it was too late.
I bought Hilda the bromeliad to try and replace him. She did pretty well, even after being mailed from Home Depot. She had a gorgeous red bloom and everything. And then one day she just fell over. Root rot.

Going into the 2015 holiday season, we stopped in Home Depot on a whim to escape the cold while walking around the shopping center and came out with Doug the Irish redhead cactus and Opal the little lady orchid. The radiators in our apartment are too high, and when we're not home to open the windows, it's often 90 degrees inside. Opal bud-blasted while we were gone over Thanksgiving, then dropped three of her six leaves. I took her to work for a stable environment. When I got back from my brief trip home for the holidays, one of Doug's three heads was covered in white and starting to deflate. I dug it and its rotted root out, treated what was left with cinnamon, and carefully observed and dosed the two remaining heads with soapy water spritz from a spray bottle to fight the mealy bug. The rest was gone within two weeks.

Most of our guests don't even realize they're fake until the cacti come up in conversation. One of our neighbors recommended we put googly eyes on them. I'd do it in the future.

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