I have thirteen minutes before the end of my lunch break to finish up everything I need to do. To say I’m rushing is an understatement. There’s so much to do with such little time. I’m not going to be able to get it all done, and by it, I mean browsing all the miniature roses for sale online and choosing which ones I want so that I can get them shipped to me by the weekend. I really want to have a worker bee at my house this weekend and I won’t be able to do so if I don’t get this online purchase done in time.
There are only seven minutes left. I’ve narrowed it down to two varieties of miniature roses but I need to do way more research into their specific needs before I can make my decision. Will I be able to do it? I’m not sure. I hope so because otherwise, my weekend is going to be very disappointing. I don’t want to just sit inside on Saturday and Sunday watching TV because there’s nothing else to do. This might be the last weekend of good weather that we have going into the second month of Autumn, so I really want to make the most of it.
Four minutes. Oh no. Now I’m doubting myself. Maybe I actually want to buy thornless roses after all. Not having to worry about getting pricked by thorns when I’m walking through the garden would be quite a luxury. But are they as pretty as the miniature roses? I’m not sure. Ah! Decisions. There’s so much to think about. I probably should’ve done this last night instead of during my workday when I’m already quite stressed and pressed for time.
I think I might just have to stop. I’ve only got two minutes left and I’m nowhere near making a decision. I’ll update you all once I have a moment to do so.