I overthink everything.
Gardening is proving to be the opposite of relaxing and blood pressure reducing, and we haven’t even gotten anything in the ground yet. Remind me that it’s okay if this year is a big fail because I don’t understand crop rotation and succession planting yet, okay? It does’t have to be perfect, it doesn’t have to be perfect, it doesn’t have to be perfect. I need to stop trying to plan and just do it already, especially since we have 5 cubic yards of dirt sitting in my neighbor’s driveway.