faux spring, where have you gone?

We had fake spring this weekend and it was so nice. It was in the 60s so I spent a lot of time outside. I took Lola on long walks, we had dog dates. It was lovely. It could be this way all the time in California. I have to keep reminding myself of this. I get so nervous. I wish I could just trust a decision. I wish that I could pick something and stick with it and know that it's right. How can I know that it's right? It's impossible. Life is full of questions and no answers.