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Honestly I keep forgetting to water the basil plant on the kitchen windowsill and then I remember at the worst possible moments like when I am about to fall asleep. Yesterday I finally moved it closer to the sink but now the soil is too damp and I think I overcorrected completely. My neighbor said basil likes a little neglect which sounds counterintuitive but maybe she has a point because the last time I paid too much attention to a houseplant it drooped within a week. I guess the trick is to let the top inch of soil dry out before giving it more water but I never remember to check until it is too late. There is also a small crack in the terracotta pot that I keep meaning to repair but it has not gotten any worse so I am letting it be for now. The window gets full afternoon sun which helps a lot but some of the lower leaves are turning pale and I wonder if that is from overwatering or just old age. Either way the kitchen still smells faintly like fresh basil every time I brush past it and that alone makes the whole experiment worth it.
I also reorganized the spice drawer on a whim and now I cannot find the paprika because it is behind the cinnamon and I always grab the wrong one.
Maybe I should label the lids but that feels like a weekend project at best.
I also reorganized the spice drawer on a whim and now I cannot find the paprika because it is behind the cinnamon and I always grab the wrong one.
Maybe I should label the lids but that feels like a weekend project at best.
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I finally got around to replacing the burnt-out bulb in the hallway after weeks of walking past it in the dark. It was one of those odd little moments where I realized how much I had just adapted to a minor inconvenience without thinking about it. The new bulb is a warmer tone than the old one so now the hallway feels slightly golden in the evening and I like it. I also rearranged the stack of books on the side table so the one I am actually reading is on top instead of buried under three others I keep telling myself I will start next. My reading pace has slowed a lot lately but I am okay with that because some chapters deserve a slower pass anyway.
I spent part of the afternoon wiping down the kitchen counters while listening to a podcast about ancient road systems and now I keep thinking about how much planning went into something we all just drive over without noticing.
It was a quiet day and I did not check the clock nearly as often as usual which felt like a small win.
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I spent part of the afternoon wiping down the kitchen counters while listening to a podcast about ancient road systems and now I keep thinking about how much planning went into something we all just drive over without noticing.
It was a quiet day and I did not check the clock nearly as often as usual which felt like a small win.
