I smell strongly of flowers

Apartment 403 was a touch musty when we first moved in, so I bought one of those plug-in air freshener thingamajigs. That scent turned out to be pretty overpowering at times, so I don't leave it plugged in all the time. Apparently some of the scented oil leaked out onto the body of the device, because as I went to plug it in my hand came away covered in a thin layer of artificial flower smell.

This is going to be a complete disaster, because this scent seems impervious to traditional cleansing methods. I am currently emitting (albeit sweetly pleasant) odors at long range. I may need to wear gloves to work tomorrow.

And since I have no better context to work this picture into the blog, here's the very pretty tree I look at every morning from my bus stop. Seattle has a strange spring... it's already very green, but the flowering trees all seem to bloom quite early, well before the other deciduous flora in the city. Sadly, the wind and rain knocks off most of the blossoms once they are out.


Yuck. My hand is starting to make me ill.

New to the 403

We've got some new additions to Apartment 403. First, I greened up the place on Saturday by purchasing a pygmy date palm at Home Depot (which is just blocks from both the Starbucks headquarters and a Krispy Kreme). (And the answer is two glazed.) (And if you're really dumb, the question was "Did you get any donuts.")



I have a very mixed track record with plants: either they live forever, or die within two weeks. My Aunt Linda once bought me a plant for Christmas. She described it as "indestructible." It didn't even see February. If the pygmy date palm can make it to the Derby I feel it's in the clear. (There will be an upcoming post as to why the apartment is perfect for warm weather plants. It will also explain why I'm already missing A/C.)

The second addition is the dining set I bought online a couple weeks ago. It finally showed up this morning. First, look at this picture and try to spot what's wrong:


You probably don't see anything other than styrofoam. Well, that's the whole problem. That's just packing material for two chairs and the table (less the table box, which I threw out before taking the photo). There are still four more chairs to unpack, each with more styrofoam and cardboard. I'm pretty sure the two delivery guys could have pushed the boxes to the apartment and not worn through the various layers. I'm astounded by how much packing material there is, especially considering this isn't high end furniture. This would be less annoying, but our building/city is psycho about recycling.