As with every project we have done at this old house of ours, what appears to be a quick and easy task often turns into a long, drawn-out mess. Case-in-point: our 1940s Pepto-[Abysmal] pink tiled bathroom. We’re saving the complete makeover for a later date when we have the resources to do a good job (meaning replace the worn out pink tiles with anything not pink). In the mean time, we’re merely patching holes and repainting. This shouldn’t take too long to do, but with all the other requirements in our daily lives, this project has already taken about a week.
I imagine all will be finished by this weekend, but in the mean time my sun-loving plants that typically call the bright, sky-lighted bathroom home have been displaced to the dark spare bedroom. They started their revolt on Monday by drooping their leaves or otherwise not looking too happy. To rectify this situation, I moved them back to their bathroom home amidst the construction. They are perking up already.

No medicine cabinet? No problem for this Euphorbia milii that loves getting all the sun from the skylight above it's new, temporary roost. (Don't worry, this plant will be removed before the medicine cabinet goes in.)
Moral of the story: don’t piss off your plants. They have the ability to self-destruct and sometimes will within a short amount of time. If they have to be moved from their preferred location, move them somewhere that has similar conditions to what they are accustomed to already. The same goes for moving plants from the green house to the open air, or from the conditions of the retail nursery center to your home – they need to be conditioned by slowly introducing them to any new environment that will be drastically different than where they were living prior. And even then, not all environments will be suitable (Read: don’t try to slowly adjust your favorite cactus to a water garden, obviously).
Well, my plant crisis is averted. Not only that, but these plants do perk up the otherwise hellacious construction zone now that they’re back. Who knows, if this project takes any longer I may have to grow a vine on the ladder in the bathtub. I can also fill up the bathtub with some dirt to grow a tropical garden….or better yet, fill it with water, plant some water lettuce or water lilies in there, and throw in a few gold fish! No one will notice the horrid pink tiles once they see that lush water garden.
Don’t worry, the shower is a separate stall next to the bathtub….which would be a great place for shade-loving ferns and mosses (No, that’s not “mildew” between the tiles…it’s Funaria hygrometrica)! We could always resort to using the backyard garden hose for our daily showers.

April 11, 2012 at 11:05 pm
Ha ha! Great post. Love the way the anthurium is “innocently” taking it all in, but clearly is the boss of you. Also, did you ever see Mr. Peabody and the Mermaid? When I saw that movie I wished I had a lily pad covered bath tub. Pool sized.
April 11, 2012 at 11:50 pm
That anthurium is always pulling the innocent card
I haven’t seen that movie. It sounds interesting, though. I’ll have to put it on my list.
Thanks!