Bill

I was feeling smothered by my friend downstairs constant attentions and today was my day off, so I took off on my own this morning. I do not like being caged for long.

I went to a local Walmart to cash some checks and to shop around a bit. Didn't buy much. Sunglasses (they had to fit over my glasses or what was the point?) deodorant (no matter how much Mom tried she never got me the kind I wanted. Independence has its advantages.)

After I got those things, I decided to have a look at the plants. I've been wanting a plant to hang out with me (and talk to, but don't tell anyone) so I walked over there. There were many cute little plants I wanted, but some of them were kind of high-maintenance and I wanted something I couldn't kill easily.

Then I spotted a little plant with green and white leaves.



He was medium-level maintenance and honestly, look how CUTE he is.

His name, within about three seconds, was Bill. Don't ask why. If I'd done it right he would have been Ben, as he's a Ficus benjamina. But in my mind, Bill fit him better.

He's sitting here hanging out on the floor by the couch. The place just feels warmer and more like home with him here.

I had one other thing I wanted to do today but because I had to take Bill home, I decided to postpone my plans. Not the right day for them anyway.

I have things to do, so

Ta,
Bec