Remember all the rest of those plants that were still outside? The nights are getting down into the low 40’s and high 30’s and even though the succulents WOULD probably survive, they wouldn’t be happy so yesterday was the day they came inside. And I must say, this is ridiculous and I’m too old for this backbreaking work! I’m going to count the plants but I’m guessing over 100 and they needed to go to the basement!!!
After I got them to the basement, only one set of lights would work so I tried buying new 4’ light fixtures locally. None to be had – every store said they were having a hard time getting bulbs as well as fixtures. So Amazon to the rescue – but lights won’t come till Monday leaving my plants in the dark for nearly 4 days.
I should have bought a greenhouse instead of Little Red!
Hauling the plants in exhausted my anger after driving to Wuerflein Chevy in Albert Lea, MN to keep my appointment to put on a front license plate bracket. When I got there they knew nothing about my phone call which was on October 4. The receptionist put me through to the parts department who said they’d order the bracket and made me an appointment for yesterday to put it on.
I lost my temper – I was told that most owners considered this a sports car and chose not to put a license plate in the front. I yelled “I live in Iowa! It’s the law!”
I had taken Hazel with me and we had walked around the area for 20-30 minutes before they came out and we had this conversation. I left in a very bad mood and assured them I’d never be back.
As I told Rick the story, I added that Little Red has been nothing but trouble and this is what he said, “But it’s so cute!” Haha! I had to agree. But I think a greenhouse would have been less trouble – maybe, maybe not.
So that’s why I had too much angry energy and could carry all those plants to the basement. I checked my step counter and it was over 4.6 miles – down the steps carrying heavy plants and back up again to get another one.
Today I am feeling the pain – lower back, calves, arms and my hands are simply in agony – not only from holding on to the pots but because the ends of several fingers are cracked wide open. I have tried everything you all suggested the last time I mentioned this and my dermatologist says it’s because I use my hands so much. Well, what are hands for????
I will be wearing my white cotton gloves all day every day for awhile. Today I will be doing nothing.
I should have bought a greenhouse.