In other news, hormones plus some deeply unsettling dreams and a (not so) healthy dose of "you're a failure" from my mom has my anxiety through the fucking roof and I've been on the verge of/in tears for a good half hour or so now. Hubby got the cacti done while I was gone to get #3 from dance, but he wants to give them a week or so before we backfill the top layer with the lava rocks.