buyer's remorse

OK, yeah, so those $5 flowers from yesterday? The flowers I took a picture of are still in good shape. The other ones? Not so much. THIS is why I should never get live flowers.

I've always known this about myself. Instead of a green thumb, I have a brown thumb. I kill plants. I am a murderer of plants.

This is so annoying. They were so pretty yesterday.

ONE FREAKING DAY!

In other news, I still have a job. But my union is currently working without a contract and I'm nervous. I don't want to go on strike. I don't know how many days I could afford to go without pay. Not that I would cross the picket line, ever. But the great unknown is pretty scary. I have been on pins and needles all day, I am longing to go to work with every fiber of my being at this point. I didn't feel this way at the last contract negotiation three years ago. Then, I was hoping for some time off. This time the prospect of missing even one day of work makes me very distressed. I hate that feeling. The only person I have to talk to about it is my mom, and she's hoping for time off. The one person I want to talk to about it, well, I don't have any way to contact outside of work. So, you see, I HAVE to go to work. This person, with whom I want to talk to about the contract issues, he has a way of calming me. I don't know how he does it, but he does.

Here's hoping a contract is negotiated!

I am distracting myself with television. Currently I'm watching last week's episode of Weeds. This show is amazing. I had only ever seen a few parts of episodes before this season, but for some reason I've actually paid attention this year and it is just brilliant. I highly (ha ha) recommend it, no matter where you fall in the debate over legalizing drugs. It is just extremely funny in a very off-beat sort of way.

It's really not distracting me as much as I want it to.....dammit.