We've had some pretty nasty storms over the weekend, and the temps have dropped to the 60s. I fell asleep with a knot of anxiety in my stomach for some incredibly obvious reasons, and woke up feeling like someone slammed a hammer to my face. Throwing myself into work will probably alleviate the helplessness I feel right now, along with taking some walks this afternoon and avoiding literally everyone outside right now.
beyond that, my garden is doing well. with the temps dropping, i'll be keeping a close eye to see how long my oleanders last. funny enough, it's my neighbors who are having a hard time with their garden. one of them told me their rose bushes had a bad infestation and it had me so paranoid about cleaning my own yard. the garden really did become my own personal space this year.
at this point, it's the only thing i feel i can control now.