I’m so sorry, Alfie….
How about you? Are your decorations still hanging on like the Ghost of Christmas Past? I hope I’m not the only one!
Alas, Alfie reminds me of the seedlings of which I was so fond, years ago. A dozen baby Norfolk pines, each barely an inch tall. They shared a pot in my office. As I was rushing out one evening, long past normal quitting time (as usual), I glanced at the pot and thought, “I should water you.” But it was late, and the soil in the pot looked dark, and I thought, “you’ll be okay until morning.”
Next morning, the baby trees were dry and brown. Only one of the twelve survived. I still feel guilty.
Deadlines. Which ones are _truly_ important?
Paula, that’s a terrible story! I’m experiencing some vicarious grief for your little seedlings right now. And I totally take your point – a goal for this year is to find some more balance. I love my work, but it can’t be my life.
Nope, you’re not the only one. We have a fake tree, so it’s not so messy. 😉 With all the family stuff I had last week, the tree just hasn’t been stripped and boxed for the attic yet. This week… I keep telling myself that.
Yeah, ours is still up, but I think tonight is finally the night!
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