This was supposed to be posted last night, but Blogger and my home computer have a intermittent connection at the best of times, and the post was first eaten, and the second draft could not be posted, so here's a recap of what I did last night:

Since I came home from work, I have gone from "Girl who moved in a month and a half ago and still hasn't done anything with the dead plants she brought from her old place and are still out on the porch" to "Girl with three lovely newly re-potted plants (and three more pots, empty except for dirt, which she doesn't know what to do with just yet)" to "Girl who felt so good about the new plants and their new homes, that she tried to take care of all her plants at once, resulting in the disastrous overturning of one of her oldest african violets, getting dirt EVERYWHERE in the kitchen and leading to over 45 minutes spent cleaning the shelves and the floor and everything that got dirty."

A night of quick evolution.