Who would knew I would get really attached to my plants? There is approximately 1,5months before I can move in my own place in HELL, so needed to do some arrangements for me, and for my precious babes. Luckily 
Okay, there is serious risk that Eve hijacks my plants and i’ll never see my babies anymore, but I like to believe she’ll give them back to me. Maybe with a little fight…
It is somewhat a project to move big houseplants with somewhat little car. And I did cut my precious plants down a little for this occasion. Still, it needed to person to shovel the big monstera delioca to the backseat of my car. Should we but the belt buckle on?
Eve has a little jungle of her own, and now my little jungle is there playing with her jungle. Studio in middle of city turned into tropic in no time and of course there needs to be humidifier just to give some finishing touches.
Today is my last day in the old workplace and it feels unreal. I should be moving to HELL tomorrow, yet I haven’t packed anything nor done anything else I should be doing. It doesn’t feel like I’m leaving. Tho, it is always this way, it usually hits me when I’m all alone in the destination and then it strikes like a lightning ”WTF Did I do!?”.
It is almost funny how it always goes exactly the same, I’m eager to leave and when I’m there it hits me that I’m not going back. Like states of grief but more like states of nomadism or states of change. There will be the whole range of those states coming up, I bet. But for now it is a mix of disbelieve and excitement. With a hint of ”when will the shit hit the fan?”.