Been reconstructing dried funeral flowers at work. It is possibly one of the most fussy, icky jobs i get assigned. I've scrubbed and scrubbed & still keep finding grains of silica sand under my nails, in my hair etc. Yick! Finally finished them this afternoon. I'm not a fan of dried arrangements, but it's what the customer ordered, so we do them.
Sider has a new trick where he snuggles with Yahzi or Spazz in their favorite resting spot instead of finding his own place. So far both of them are putting up with him, but as the weather gets warmer I expect one of them will whap him for it.
My brain cells have jellied in the heat, I'm having trouble stringing thoughts together. Sorry.
~m
my life as a florist, camper, crazy cat person, individual
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