We would go to the nursery and literally spend hours looking at flowers only to come home empty handed. He always bitched and moaned about what I picked, but never picked anything himself. I gave up planting flowers the past couple of years, because it was ridiculously stressful.
So today, I have pretty flowers on my front steps and down by my mailbox. I can't wait to see the disapproving sneer on the Gnat's face when he drops the kids off tomorrow.
[This message edited by newlysingle at 6:12 PM, October 19th (Saturday)]
And never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be. ― Sarah McMane
They must look beautiful.
I experienced the same thing - xh did not see a need to spend money on flowers, and unless it was a brush or a fruit tree it was not worth buying. After he moved out I got tons of pots and flower boxes, planted what I liked and how I have a little blooming paradise and tons of hummingbirds on my deck and in my front yard. There are always fresh cut flowers in the house, right now I have red and yellow sunflowers in celebration of fall.
I love the smell and the colors and to watch how they respond to tender, loving care .
I'm still getting used to just thinking about me and putting me as a priority.
k9
He may sneer, but I bet he thinks they are beautiful too, just will never admit it.
