Notes on my Fiddle Leaf Fig

My fiddle leaf fig has finally stopped being dramatic about every little thing, and I think I've cracked it: I was moving it around too much trying to find the perfect spot. Now it lives in one east-facing corner, and honestly, the difference is night and day. I've had mine for about three years now, and it's only in the last six months that it's really thrived. If yours is sulking, resist the urge to shuffle it around like I did!