I bought this lovely little orchid last weekend. It's a phalaenopsis, I think. I'm not going to double-check the name because learning a plant's name is one of the first steps to becoming Emotionally Involved. And I can't afford to get too attached to this orchid because it is going to die.
Oh, it's perfectly healthy. For now. But soon it will sicken and die and then it will be dumped without ceremony and with only a couple of tears on the compost heap in my back yard.
Yes, I am a serial houseplant-killer.
It should be pointed out that I brought up two children without forgetting to feed and water them at fairly regular intervals. But can I manage to do the same for a simple, undemanding little houseplant? No.
I know it's selfish to keep bringing these innocent plants into my home, but I'm honestly trying to change. I watered this one just now. Somebody please e-mail me next week and remind me to do it again.
You might just save an orchid.