Dear Place Of Employment

Ten hours of my life a day is enough.

I’m not giving you any more.

Thank you.

That is all. 

Sunflower!!

And we have a sunflower!!

By tomorrow, we'll have two. 

 Alas, it doesn't look like my little purple basil will make it.  I'll give it a few more days, and if it doesn't survive, I'll pick up another one when I go into town next week.  I hope I can get at least one to survive, because it smells really good. 

In other news, I'd planned on trying to fix my weed eater when I got home this afternoon, but it was so hot and steamy I changed my mind really quick.  All I did was fill the squirrel feeder and water the plants, and even after just doing that, I was drenched in sweat.  

However, I did go out and get my old pull rope that had broken from my lawn mower and after comparing the two, I don't think the paracord will work as a replacement.  

I'm going to take the broken bit with me into town tomorrow and see if I can find something closer in size, then we'll go from there.  Since the guy mowed my yard yesterday, I don't feel so much pressure to hurry up and get it done. 

Hopefully, we'll have Saturday off so I can get out there and fix both the lawnmower and weed eater.  By the way, they guy who did my yard really really wanted to do the back, too, and couldn't understand when I told him I wanted to leave the clover for the bees.  Plus, I've got other stuff that is still seeding, so I don't want to cut it yet.  

And finally, Cody messaged me and said that he and Brennan want to come cook me Mother's Day dinner on Sunday.  He didn't say what he has planned, but I hope he uses some of the herbs I've been growing.  

Hmmm, maybe after my colonoscopy next month, we can go ax throwing....

Egg On My Face

 So, there I was laying in bed last night, wondering where I needed to go to give up on life and spend the rest of my days huddled in a corner frantically knitting and occasionally muttering hysterically about lawnmowers and weedeaters, when suddenly I remembered I had a roll of paracord in my bug out bag. 

That ought to work to replace the pull cord, right?  

I was intending to come home and try to replace said pull cord with the help of some YouTube videos, but instead I got a surprise in my car port.

My order from Burpee arrived!  I wasn't expecting it until tomorrow, so that was exciting. 

I got the plants unpacked and put them onto the front porch to begin hardening them off.  

I didn't have enough spots in my raised beds for all three, but Burpee had a bundle thing where if you order three plants, they give you a discount, so I did.  As it happens, my purple basil isn't looking too well.   

According to the care tips I looked up, I may be overwatering it, so I moved it into a pot by itself and I'm going to cut back on the water and see if it perks up.  I moved it to the front porch so it can get plenty of sunlight but still be protected from the rain.  

All that to say, I now have three spots in my raised beds, so that works out well.  

Except that I want another raised bed...

In other news, we are almost to go on this sunflower.

I never would have thought I'd enjoy these flowers as much as I do.  I'm so glad my nephew -- or more likely his bride-- thought to give seeds out at their wedding. 

As I was out there in the front yard tying them up, because they've grown so fast they've outgrown the ties I already have,  a man just happened to drive by with a lawnmower on a trailer.  I thought he was going to keep on going, but he stopped, backed up and asked, "Do you have someone to cut your grass?"

I told him that normally I do it myself, but my lawnmower is broken, so yes, you can cut my grass for me.  We negotiated a price and within 15 minutes, my front and side yards were cut!  Turns out, his aunt lives up the road, and he cuts her grass.  He'd just finished doing her yard, when he decided to stop and see if he could do mine. 

And here I'd had a post all ready to write up griping that prayers don't get my grass cut, and how overwhelmed I'd been feeling lately, and "I could really use some of that rest you said you'd give" and what does He do?  

He sends someone to do exactly the thing I needed most at the moment, and here I am with egg on my face once again.  

You'd think I'd have learned by now, but nooooo.  I have to learn the hard way.  Over and over and over, apparently.  

And finally, I took a break from Shakespeare to re-read an old childhood favorite, King Of The Wind, by Marguerite Henry. 

I loved all of her books as a child, so this was a pleasant trip down memory lane.  Now, I'm right back on Shakespeare.  The Merry Wives Of Windsor, specifically.  

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get myself some supper and a hot shower. 

Laters.

I Didn't Want To Mow Anyway

I have my crown now.  Yep, I got the call from my dentist yesterday that my crown was in, so after work, I ran by and let him put it in.  It didn't take but maybe 5 minutes from start to finish.  

After that was done, I ran by Walmart and bought a new garden hose for my back yard, then came on home.  I'd planned on mowing the front and side yards, but when I tried to start my lawn mower....

Just add it to the list of things I need to fix.  Eh, I didn't want to mow anyway, but now my front yard is starting to look like a jungle.  

A little brighter news, my first cosmos bloom has opened!  Woo hoo!   

 It's the one bright spot in an otherwise dreary day.  One I think I'll stick a fork into and just go to bed. 

Goodnight. 

Soon

 Very soon, we will have sunflowers!

Not just one, 

not just two, 

but three sunflowers!

I'm sure there will be more eventually, but for now, these are all there is. 

I had every intention of coming home and fixing my weedeater, then weedeating, but by the time I got off work, I was so exhausted I didn't do much of anything.  

Speaking of not doing much of anything, the two brazers who pitched such a fit about their pay were back today, and yep, you guessed it.  They didn't do much of anything all day. One of them leaned on her table, and the other sat on her buggy most of the day.  And they seriously think they don't get paid enough.  I think they get paid too much as it is. 

Let's just say, if we got paid by the header, they'd owe the company. 

Oh, and we had another bit of excitement in the plant.  It just never ends, does it?  Shortly after lunch, I saw a couple of the brazers and parts stagers looking at the floor, then up to the ceiling.  At first, I though the roof was leaking again, but it wasn't even raining.  Turns out, it was one of the overhead lines leaking.  I'm not sure what it was, but it sure wasn't water.  

Someone from safety came out and called maintenance, who eventually showed up and taped up the line with --guess what?  Something that appeared very much like duct tape.  It didn't work, though.  By the end of the day, another puddle was forming on the floor.  I guess second shift will report it, or else we'll do it when we get there in the morning.  

And finally, I knit half a hat yesterday 

while I was watching this really weird movie on Prime called The Young Messiah.  It's the speculated story of the Holy Family traveling back from Egypt to Nazareth when Jesus was 7 years old.  The idea was interesting, but they way they handled it was not good.   Don't waste your time on that one. 

Don't waste your time on one called The Inquiry, or the Final Inquiry either.  It's the same film but goes by both titles depending on which market you're in.  It's an Italian production, but has both English and Italian actors in it.  The weird part is, the English actors are speaking English, and the Italian actors are speaking Italian, but they dubbed the Italian into English for English speaking markets and the English into Italian for Italian speaking markets.  

Anyway, the plot was interesting.  The Roman emperor sends a trusted soldier to Jerusalem to investigate these claims of a crucified man having risen from the dead.  It could have been so good, but it wasn't handled well at all.  It would have been better had they left out the sub-plot of the romance between the Roman soldier and a Jewish girl, but that seemed to be what the whole film was about.  Whatever.  Watch it at your own risk. 

All was not lost, movie-wise, though.  I watch a really good one called Sisters Of War.  Set during WWII, it's about some nurses and some nuns who become close friends when the Japanese turn their convent into a prisoner of war camp.  

That one is worth your while.  In fact, I highly recommend it.  On Prime. 

I Know

 Sometimes I sit around and I dream of the day when I won't be tired all the time.  Today is not that day. 

I know, I know.  You're all tired -- he he-- of hearing me complain about how tired I am, but it seems to be the theme of my life these days.  I didn't have to go in until 5:00 yesterday, so I started the day off full of pep and vinegar.  By the end of the day, I was absolutely dragging.  I'd thought I'd get up and mow this morning, but my legs were so sore and achy, those plans went right out the window.  

It didn't help that I planted most of my cosmos seedlings in the front bed, either.  I'm getting too old to be doing all that squatting and bending over.  That's why I bought raised bed for my herb and pepper gardens.  

Nevertheless, almost all of the seedlings got nestled into their new homes and surrounded by egg shells. 

Until I ran out of egg shells, that is.  Then I spread some diatomaceous earth around the rest. 

The smaller, weaker seedlings got left in the tray for now. 

I've got a couple of window box style planters I'm going to put them into when they get a bit bigger. 

That's pretty much it for today, at least as far as gardening goes.  Oh, I almost forgot.  I got on the Burpee website and ordered some Lemon Verbena, Orange Mint, and French Tarragon.  Then I cut and started drying some of the mint that grows outside my back door.  I don't know what variety it is other than mint.  And I started cutting the Italian Parsley.  I need to cut some of the rosemary and lemon balm, too.  I just haven't done it yet. 

By the way, remember how I said my cilantro smelled like stink bug?  Well, the dryer it gets, the part I cut, I mean, the less stink buggy it smells.  I'm hoping Cody thinks it smells OK. 

Really, the only other thing I did was run into town to the Lee Tartt Nature Preserve where they were having their Spring Wings thing.  It was pretty cool.  There were a lot of activities for the kids to do, with lots of animals for them to pet and such.  

And guided tours, and canoe rides.  I wanted to go in the canoe, but they said I couldn't because I had to have a second person with me.  That was a bummer.  I have more photos, which I will post in my Facebook album sometime soon.  It was all very nice, but I didn't stay long.  

I came home and finished another hat

  while watching the Kentucky Derby.  

I miss the old days, when it was more about the horses and the race, and not such a red-carpet production, so to speak.  

Speaking of production, I need to go produce myself something to eat.  

Laters.

Just When You Thought

 it was safe to go back into the factory, the drama just keeps on coming.  

I don't even know what started it all, but it was a doozy.  See, two of the new hire brazers got mad over the amount they are getting paid.  I don't know all the details, but the way it works is when you get hired, you're put on probation for the first several months.  You get paid a probationary wage, then every so often, you get what they call step-up raises.  Once you've made it through the probation period, you start earning the standard wage for your position.  

Well, apparently these two decided that they shouldn't have to go through the probation and should be able to skip to the end and start earning the regular starting wage.  When they found out they couldn't, they both grabbed their stuff and left.  Maybe they'll be back on Monday.  Maybe they won't.  I guess we'll see. 

The one I call The Mouth kept saying she made such and such amount at her old job, but only makes such and such here.  So, why didn't she stay at her old job?  I said, "Well, if she worked there like she works where -- which is not at all-- she probably got fired."  

Seriously, before she left today, she brazed six headers in two hours.  Six.  And that is typical of her.  I've often said if she ran her stand as much as she runs her mouth, she'd actually get something done.  The department got mighty quiet after they left, but we still got just as much done without them. 

They weren't the only ones who left early today.  A lot of the people who had come to day shift last year when they shut down second shift had gotten comfortable, and didn't want to go back.  There was a constant stream of people going to Cuz and the HR director all day long, and a bunch of them left.  I guess we shall see.  

I hadn't planned on going into town today, because I have plenty of food at home, but I remembered I needed to pay my house note, so I went anyway.  Since I was there anyway, I ran by Walmart and bought a sweet banana pepper plant and a tabasco pepper plant. 

A couple of years ago, Cody had said something about making home made pepper sauce.  I don't remember if he was using tabasco or some other kind of pepper, but I thought he might want to try it with these.  Now my little pepper bed is complete.  I have two spots left in my partial-shade bed, but haven't decided what to put into them.  

I'm telling you, this rain we had today really brought out the mock strawberries, so after I had nestled my new pepper plants into their new home, I made myself a salad of American Plantain garnished with mock strawberries. 

To be honest, the strawberries don't have much flavor, but the plantain is dee-lish-us.  You have to make sure you get the tender new leaves from the center of the plant, because the larger leaves can be tough and they get those stringy veins in them.  They're better for eating cooked, but I haven't tried that yet.  

In other news, the gastroenterology clinic finally called and I got my colonoscopy scheduled.  I was trying to text Cody to let him know the details, and I kept messing up.  I mean, really messing up.  I was getting so frustrated, and exclaimed, "Why is this so hard?"  

That's when I realized my phone's keyboard was set to French.  

That explains a lot. 

You Got Questions?

I got answers, and those answers are....well, we'll get to that in a minute.

There I was at work this morning, just a working away when I spotted the safety guy talking to Cuz and a couple of supervisors.  When they were done, I walked over and said, "I need to ask you a question.  Why do we not have an emergency shut off button here in the sub brazing area."

He kind of looked taken aback, the said, "Hell, I don't know."  

That there is answer #1.  

Then I told him that because of what had happened Monday with the pipes coming loose and all, I wanted to familiarize myself with where it was, only I couldn't find it.  I know we used to have one, but I'd been told it was taken out.   I said, "I was thinking -- because I overthink everything -- when that gas was leaking, what if it had ignited somehow, there wouldn't be any way to get to the shutoff valves and cut it off."  

I also said that that is what had happened last Fall when the regulator on station #9 blew up.  I'd had to wait until the flames went down a bit before I could safely go over and shut the gas off.  So not having an emergency shutoff is an issue.  

Safety Guy said he'd look into it -- find out why the emergency shutoff button was removed and see about getting us a new one installed. 

And there you have answer #2.  

The rest of the day passed without incident except for the big meeting we had at the end of the day.  They were talking about how employees need to be doing their jobs instead of standing around talking, and not leaving their work area without letting someone know where they are going -- etc., etc., all the usual stuff.  Group Leader Shark asked, "Does anyone have any questions?" and I said, "I do!" 

I asked, "What about all these people from these other departments coming over here, standing up and talking?"

Group Leader Shark replied, "They're all having this exact same meeting right now in their own departments?"  And I said, "Even in the lab?  Because there is absolutely no reason for anyone from the lab to be coming over here, walking around this department, and talking to people for 20 minutes at a time!"  

From somewhere behind me, I heard a voice say, "AMEN!"  

Anyway, GLS said she'd look into that, so dare I hope that I can finally be rid of my Stalker -- at least for a little while?  

In other news,  I was intending to plant some of these seedlings into the front flower bed this afternoon, 

but we're supposed to get some potentially heavy rains over the next few days.  I didn't want the little plants pounded into mush, so they'll stay in the tray for another day or two.  In the meantime, since nothing has ever happened with the seeds I planted in these little cups, I decided to put them onto the heat mat to see if that helps stir things up. 

I'd planted eight of them, but one actually germinated something.  It's outside with Marty Mad for the time being.  These are dwarf cutsey variety.  The others I planted are dwarf sensation, and look!  One is about to bloom soon.

I'm not quite sure what this thing is doing.  Sunflower people, is this a bud?  

 Whatever, it'll be interesting to see what it turns out to be. 

Work Drama And Red Clover

The bad thing about taking a day off in the middle of the week is that the next day feels like Monday all over again, and that's exactly what today felt like to me -- but apparently I missed all the fun yesterday.  

They're opening second shift back up Monday -- but only one line and some component areas right now-- and yesterday they went around telling the ones who are going to have to go to second shift that they were going.  Well, some people weren't happy about it.  

Some are mad that they are going to second shift and they don't want to.  Others are mad that they want to go to second shift and they won't let them. Ain't that just the way it is out there?  

But here is the kicker.  Demi-god is over there saying, "I can't go back to second shift!  I'd miss seeing my daughter in the evenings!"  

When I heard that, I promise you I was looking just like this:

Every parent who works on second shift has to go through this.  I know I did.  I was very lucky that I came to day shift just before Cody started kindergarten, or I'd have never seen him, other than those few moments in the morning when I got him up and ready for school. 

What's more, Demi-god spent all day down on his stand talking about what his mommy and daddy are going to do if they make him go back to second shift, because you know he's special, and Don't you know who my daddy is?????

And he was saying things like, "If I have to go back, day shift is going to lose 400-500 headers a day!"  We all just laughed and said, "Bless his heart."  He really is full of himself.  And no, he doesn't braze nearly that many headers.  Then I pointed out the bright side will be that he can once again pick and choose which orders he wants to do instead of having to do what the line needs.  

From what I hear, he went on and on about it all day long.  I'm just glad I don't have to work next to him and listen to his whining.  

But wait, there's more!  In all the excitement over my doctor appointment, I forgot to tell you about what happened Monday.  Sometime around 4:15 AM, flux started leaking out of the pipes that carry our brazing gas to our stands.  I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but somehow, the connection between two of the pipes had come loose.  They got the gas shut off at the valve, but maintenance doesn't come in until 5:00, so we had to wait until they got there to fix the problem.  

It only took him about 15 minutes to get the connection tightened back up, then back to work we went.  I was thinking about that this afternoon, and I wondered where our emergency shut off button is.  I didn't know, so I went looking for it.  I couldn't find it, so I asked.   That's when I found out. 

We don't have an emergency shut off button.  We're supposed to have an emergency shut off button.  But we don't.  Why don't we have an emergency shut off button?  Answer me that!

And just to put the icing on the cake, someone was smoking weed in the men's bathroom.  They do that a lot, but nobody has been able to catch whoever it is in the act.  Maybe they need to bring back the random drug testing.  

I'd planned on coming home and planting a few of those daffodil bulbs, and maybe some of my cosmos seedlings, but after all that, I just came home and sat.  Well, I did cut and start drying a bit of cilantro.  Is it supposed to smell like stink bugs?  

Wait, I just googled it and yes it does!  Cilantro can sometimes smell like stink bugs!  It's still OK to eat, so they say, but since it's for Brennan's bearded dragon anyway, I don't think it'll matter.   Although Cody did mention wanting to cook with it, so I'll just have to see what it smells like to him.  

In other news, look what I found growing behind my back fence!  

Red clover!  I've wanted some for ages, but didn't want to buy seeds in bulk.  Looks like the wind finally brought some my way.  I want to try to catch some of these seeds and see if I can get it to grow inside my fence.  

Keep your fingers crossed!

Annual Physical

You know those people who just love going to the doctor?  They love getting all the tests and the poking and prodding, buying all the newest medical gadgets and all of that stuff.  Yeah, I'm not one of those.  

Those of you with better memories than mine may remember about a year ago, I went in to try to get my cholesterol numbers under control.  I'd tried and tried to do it naturally, but it just wasn't working.  So, to avoid surcharges on my insurance, off to the doctor I went.  He put me on Crestor, and wanted to see me again in 6 months.  Things were better, but not quite where I wanted them to be, so he told me to start taking Omega-3 and come back in another 6 months. 

Today was that second follow-up, so after spending a week fighting myself not to cancel the appointment, I took a day off of work and went in to see my doctor.  All in all, everything looks pretty good, except for a couple of things.  

First up, some of my liver enzymes were a bit high.  He thinks it might be due to fatty deposits on my liver because my triglycerides have been so high for so long, however we're going to schedule an ultrasound just to be on the safe side.  That was my call, given my family history with liver cancer and all.  

The other thing he's concerned about is my A1-C.  I forgot what it is --6 point something-- but it's high enough to be considered pre-diabetic.  I know my dad was also pre-diabetic, but I don't think he ever was diagnosed with full blown diabetes.    The doc is going to set me up with a diabetes educator, and I have to go back at the end of July to see if it's gotten any better.  My insurance has a program where they'll send me a free meter and support, but I have to have a diagnosis first.  I really need to get back to eating my oatmeal, too.  I used to eat a bowl every day, but have kind of gotten away from it when they started making us come in so [unwholesome word] early. 

Anyway, he said my cholesterol numbers looked so much better, I don't have to do another 6 month follow up for them,  so I don't have to go back for those until next year.  I just have to go back for my A1-C.

 After I was done at the doctor's office, I ran by Walmart and picked up a few things for the herb garden.   For my full-sun garden, I bought some purple basil and some sweet basil. 

And some cayenne and jalapeno peppers for Cody.  

Then, for my part shade garden I got Greek oregano.  

I've got two more spots in each one, so I'll have to see if there is anything else the kids want.  Cody is the cook in the family.  I just like growing the stuff. 

Then I went by Spain's and spent those two gift cards I'd been carrying around -- one of them for 18 months.  Honestly, I don't know why everyone loves that store so much.  It's cluttered, crowded, and expensive.  I was just walking around buying stuff so I could use that gift money up, and I picked up some Velveeta Shells 'n' Cheese.  It costs .50 cents per box MORE than you can buy it for at Walmart. 

Then I tipped the bag boy way too much, but justified it by telling myself it'll be another two years or so before I ever come back to this store.  Really, it was just because I didn't have any $1s on me, and didn't want to not give him anything.  So he got a very generous tip. 

And that was it.  I came home, ate a bit of lunch, then got out and dug up the last of those daffodils from the front yard.   Here you can see the empty spot where they used to be. 

Why I felt the need to show you that is beyond me.  I've long since given up trying to find an explanation for such things. 

I did not, however, begin re-planting said daffodils.  I laid them back on my potting table, a bit overwhelmed by how many there are. 

I guess I'll just plant a few at a time until I get them all back into the ground.  

In the meantime, I think I'll go take a shower and wash the sweat from my body.  Oh, and before I go, it looks like this year's fawns will be here before we know it. 

There Has Been Knitting

 Lest you think all I did this weekend was piddle in the flower beds, here is proof that there has indeed been knitting. 

I finished this hat.

Then I cast on another with the same yarn. 

I even knit a few rows on this scarf.  

I probably won't do too many of these, though.  I've got to do 14" of garter stitch, followed by 18" of 4X4 rib, and then another 14" of garter stitch.  It's pretty mindless, but then, so are the hats, and I can get so many more of them done in the same amount of time.  

Meanwhile, I'm still adding a row here and there to this scarf.  

I dunno.  I might keep this one for myself.  I give most of my knitted stuff away, so it's kind of nice to make something for me for a change.  

In other news, I got a surprise when I went out and checked on my Cosmos yesterday evening.  You might have to enlarge the photo, but do you see it?  Right there at the top?

Yep!  It's a bud!  There are actually two of them on there, so I'm pretty happy about that.  And look at this: 

Now, I'm not all that familiar with sunflowers, this being the first time I've tried growing them and all, but those look like buds to me!  

Kindly ignore all the ground ivy in the background.  I've been meaning to pull it all up now that it's finished flowering.  I just haven't gotten around to it.

And finally, I've found a really good BBC series on Prime called The Royal.  It's a medical drama set back in 1960s Yorkshire.  I'm really enjoying it so far.  In fact, I think I'll go take a quick shower and watch a few more episodes while knitting...something.

Laters. 

Lazy Saturday

Today has been a totally lazy day.  It started when I slept in until 6:00, and after getting up at 2:30 all week, it felt wonderful.  I almost laid in bed even longer, but then I remembered, I have to check the sun!  

See, when I got my new raised bed, the plan had been to put it here on the East side of the carport. 

But I'd wanted to check and see how much sun this spot gets before filling the bed with dirt.  Good thing I did, too, because it doesn't get nearly as much sun as I thought it would.  

Even though the Supervisor approved of this location, it just wouldn't do for my plants. 

"Dis my spot now.  I'm not moving," she said.  

"Suit yourself," I said.  "I'm going to go get me some breakfast."  

"Breakfast?  I want some breakfast, too!"  said the supervisor and she jumped right out of the box. 

After breakfast, I moved the box to a spot behind the house where it gets a lot more sun. 

Confident I'd gotten the box in the right spot, I headed up to Lowe's to get some garden soil.  I'd checked on their app and found some Miracle Gro that was specifically blended for raised beds, and thought it'd be a whole lot easier than trying to mix soil.  Honestly, I wish I'd done that the first time.  

While I was up there, I checked their herb selection, then ran by Walmart on the way home -- the Walmart in Batesville, I mean -- to see if they had anything different than what our Walmart has.  They didn't, so I passed on buying plants and came on home.  

One of the things I did was to get out the old lawn mower to make sure I'd left enough room between the planter and the house, so while I had it out, I went ahead and mowed.  I was able to leave a huge patch of clover for the bees, 

along with some patches of my short yellow flowers, 

and my tall yellow flowers.  

Once the flowers have died back, I'll cut those spots, too, but for now, they stay.  I finished the back, but didn't do the front or the side yards.  I did them last week.  They're good for now.  I didn't fix the weedeater, either.  

Wait, what's wrong with the weedeater?  One of the gas lines broke.  I've bought a new one.  I just haven't gotten around to replacing the gas tank yet.  I don't really like weedeating anyway, so it probably won't get fixed any time soon.  I kind of wish I'd bought an electric weedeater again.   I had one before, and it was a lot lighter and had much less vibration.  It was not fun dragging all those extension cords around the yard, though.  

When I'd finished mowing and had cooled off a bit, I filled up my new raised bed and the first thing I did was to move the cilantro and rosemary into it. 

 I've got six more spots in this bed, so I messaged Cody and asked if he wanted me to grow any peppers or anything for him.  He said he's planted some cayenne and jalapenos, but they haven't grown, so I'm going to get some of those, and some sweet basil, too.   I might even get some catnip for the cat.  Or for tea...

I've got three spots left in my other box, the one that's in partial shade, so I'll have to look into getting something to put there.  I'm sorely tempted to pull up my peppermint and replace it.  I'd put it into a pot last year and don't think that was the right move.  Earlier this month, I moved it to the raised bed, but it's still struggling. 

Eh, it's still alive, so I'll probably just leave it and give it some time to recover.  If it dies, I'll get a new one, but as long as there's life, there's hope. 

Now if you'll excuse me, I've found Ray Bradbury Theater on Prime, and I have a hat to finish.  

Laters.