I made my husband return something to the store yesterday.
On Sunday he went to Home Depot to buy an 8ft piece of crown molding that we need to finish up the trim in my son’s bedroom and wood filler, to fill all the nail holes in all the trim. Both of these are things that we needed.
He came home with those two things and a little planter kit and a couple of packs of seeds.
“What is this?” I asked, knowing that it is nowhere near the time to start seeds inside to plant in an eventual outdoor garden. Not that we do that either because fragile indoor plants and small children do not mix.
“Oh, isn’t that fun? I thought we could grow these herbs in the window.” he answered.
“Which window?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Any window.” he answered.
“Well, it would have to be a window that gets a lot of direct sunlight and the only two windows I can think of are in the family room and the sunroom. Where the little kids run around and play.” I said.
“Yeah, I don’t think so.” I answered.
“First of all because we do not need it. Second of all because I do not need the stress of having to take care of these little plants. They will just die. Or get knocked off the window sill. Or an overzealous preschooler will water them and leave puddles on the hardwood floor.”
Normally, I would not have said anything. I would have let him set up the little planter and plant the seeds. And then in a month or two when it was a dead mess and I had complained about it enough, I would have snatched it off the windowsill in a huff and thrown it away.
Rob sighed deeply and agreed. Yesterday on his way home from work he stopped back at Home Depot and returned the little planter and packets of seeds. And got our $8 back.