Today is the last day at work. Something I thought would be minor has become an incendiary issue, keeping in mind that all issues in an office are magnified to extremes. When Zfunk moved on in January, he left behind an ivy plant. Ivy plant was left on the drafty windowsill for about a week before I took custody of the thing. The long tendrils had turned brown and dry. I repotted the poor thing, trimmed it back to near nothing and nursed it back to health. Now it has new, healthy green growth. Naturally, I assumed ivy plant would move with me up north; however, Pfunk has other plans. He is carrying on loudly to keep the plant to "remember me" or use in a spell against me. It is probably a death sentence for it since he never watered it when I was out of the office previously. Kfunk advised me to give up the plant and consider it collateral damage in order to make my escape from the office. And she's right--it's not worth the fight. Good luck, ivy. Remember the sun; it's the bright thing.
