"Well, I rolled a 20, so I had to strangle him with his own entrails." "What a tangled web we weave"
I'm torn. If I put all of the effort into planting new roses now, and I get into grad school, I will not be around to tend them and it will be a big waste of time and money. But I'm tired of not having them outside my window anymore. However, if I plant them now and -do- get into grad school, I'll have a whole year and then some to take care of them before I reapply. This is more a matter of mindgames with myself than it is a matter of landscaping.
My current solution? Pick a variety that grows well in containers, buy a few planters for the porch at my apartment, and hope for the best. It's not perfect, but it's better than nothing. I'm thinking Loving Touch and Pierrine?
I've decided to put more effort into cooking this semester. More because, if I know what is going into my food, I am more conscious of what I am eating. I am dead set on losing a dress size before graduation, and at least two before grad school. Plus, I would love to be able to boast that my ability to cook dinner is equal if not better than my ability to bake, which at the current moment would be a big lie. But I stand by my Linzer hearts, which, I might add, can now actually be heart-shaped.
Giving myself little hobbies like this, in addition to schoolwork, is what I hope will keep me distracted from the changes coming in my life this spring. Concentrating on learning and improving myself, giving me a new skill set to refresh the old ones I have tired of, will hopefully inspire more changes that build upon each other. I am in the business of bettering myself for my bright and fast-approaching future. I want to be one of those people with that incredible, varied, worldly knowledge of the practical, theoretical and factual that is wanted at all of the fashionable parties. Or, at the very least, beside you in the Cash Cab.
We'll see how I feel about all of this as finals approach.