You read that correct, I am an addict.
I went to the shops to buy a wedding present, and came home with these gorgeous coleus' for my garden. How beautiful?
Then if that wasn't bad enough, I decided well, I need soil to plant them, correct? So I did the worst thing I could have done, and went to homebase.
What do homebase have RIGHT inside the entrance? Succulents. I was doomed. So I told myself I could just have a look. Then I told myself I could buy only 1.
So meet my TWO new succulents.
My fiance doesn't know yet. He thought my addiction to knitting and buying wool was bad. This is a whole new level. Is it normal to become obsessed with buying plants? I never thought it possible.
Now I'm away to plant them, and find homes for my succulents before my fiance gets home and murders me.