Myrtle’s New ‘Do

I ran 7 miles yesterday.  

It only took me 68.55 minutes.

That was an epic moment.

Today’s Exploit:

Right after I moved my things to San Marcos I went HOME for the weekend.  

I had to leave Myrtle on the counter, where she got lots of light, because I didn’t think TSA would look kindly at me taking her as a carry-on.  

I made sure she had plenty of water and told her I’d be back Sunday.

But then we missed our flight.  So I didn’t get back until Monday.  

Myrtle forgave me when I watered her right away.  She was still contented when I checked her Tuesday, so I left her to enjoy the sunshine.

Wednesday they called me to a job.  

I had plenty of time, so I unpacked a few more things, and tried to organize the never-ending succession of “Kitchen” boxes.  Then I packed up my RIG boxes and headed out to my next work adventure.  

The next morning I realized that my window in the box looked strangely empty.  

I left Myrtle sitting on my kitchen counter.  

I went home on my casing break, 4 days later.  

She wasn’t quite so willing to forgive me.  She was limp and wilty and a bit pale.

So I watered her and fussed over for a few days.  

The limpness went away, but she persisted in being unnaturally pale.  

Finally I gave up and gave her a haircut.  

Now, instead of a 5.2” messy tangle, she has a neat and tidy 2.05 inch-somewhat tame ‘do.  

And she’s green again.  

I think I’m well on my way to getting back into her good graces.