Why I’m Convinced My Houseplant is Secretly Judging Me
We all know that plants can’t actually judge us, right? I mean, they’re plants. They photosynthesize and occasionally require a splash of water. Yet, there’s something about the way my monstera leans away from me after a particularly stressful day that makes me think otherwise. Is it just me, or do our leafy roommates have a sixth sense for human drama?
The Case of the Dramatic Wilt
It all started innocently enough. I brought home a cute little snake plant, charmed by its resilience and air-purifying promises. I imagined us as the perfect low-maintenance duo, thriving in our shared love of minimalist décor and infrequent watering schedules. But things took a turn.
“Don’t judge,” I muttered, immediately feeling ridiculous for talking to a plant. “I’ll water you later.”
Of course, “later” turned into two days later (life, am I right?). By the time I remembered, my poor snake plant looked like it had lost all hope in humanity. I swear it was judging my inability to keep even the simplest of houseplants alive.
Is My Peace Lily Judging My Yoga Skills?
As I’ve added more plants to my collection, so too have the judgmental stares intensified. My peace lily, perched on the bookshelf, seems to observe my every move as I attempt (and often fail) to follow yoga tutorials on my laptop.