Sunday afternoon purrsonal

Just finished repotting the dracaena. Fortunately I'd bought enough potting soil for the job. Here's Lucas looking out through the sliding glass door, pining to go outside. I let him out for a while but enough is enough. It's hot out there and was getting uncomfortable in here. The door is now closed till later this evening, when it cools off some.

The dracaena should do a lot better now. It was totally root-bound. The entire plant slipped right out of the old pot, part of which I broke into shards with a hammer, to line the bottom of the new pot. I also fertilized with Miracle-Gro.

BTW, I slept very well last night (no estazolam) and had a dream about one of the maintenance guys here (movie-star good-looking, with a cleft chin). He told me he knew I liked him by the way I looked at him every time I saw him (he could see it in my eyes), and we ended up in a (shirtless) embrace. Wow! Best dream I've had in years. (Wish it were true.) I feel sorry for him when he has to mow the parkway out front in the blistering-hot sun, but I guess it helps keep him fit. He does it in the mornings when I'm walking to my bus stop. (I just hope he's wearing a sunscreen to preserve his good looks.)