I finally got round to re-potting a houseplant from it's tiny crusted up little pot. Thought the spare room could do with a plant but then realised it would be all on it's own in there with no plant friends for company.
(All other windowsills stuffed with houseplants as they keep reproducing and I hate killing them! I had to draw the line with the mother-of-thousands plant though, and regularly cull the lot of them. I imagine them surviving and sprouting on a rubbish tip somewhere...)
Fortunately on closer inspection this turned out to be two plants completely intertwined so that's ok, they can keep each other company. 
AIB completely bonkers U to even have this kind of thought process? 
[PS: haven't been eating any of the cacti, I promise!]