Besides visiting a few high school buddies of my hub this week, we are planning for an open house on Saturday. This apartment has been on the market for two years now, so it is time for a sale. This morning I chopped up the only plant still in the apartment. I started that plant from a small shoot about 10 years ago. The original plant was from my mother-in-law's house in Olst, and we had that old plant for almost 20 years, too. Don't ask me what kind of plant it was. Just a climber with large green leaves and long roots/feelers. Now it is finally in the trash bin, and my sister-in-law does not have to come here to water it anymore.
While we were getting rid of the real live plant, we dumped the plastic ferns that had been decorating the top of the kitchen cabinets. No way was I going to dust them, and now the kitchen looks cleaner. Now to do something with the two fake plants by the front door entrance!