Anxiety (2019#8)

So it turns out that even if you pick up and travel around the world, your anxiety follows you.  Not gonna lie, last week was rough.  Even in one of the most beautiful cities in the world, my old bedfellows depression and anxiety came to play.  My physical health was at least partially responsible - I'm supposed to be menopausal, but a period decided to show up and laugh in my face, argh.  I didn't fight it too much last week - I needed to stay in and rest my Achilles tendon, and so I just allowed myself to feel crappy and to wallow.  Plus the weather turned bad last week, and it was cold, windy, and rainy.  But one week is enough, and this week I am trying to be more proactive about getting outside and getting a few more steps in.  It's beautiful outside so far this week, and even though I have to spend most of the day indoors working, I've made a point to go outside both yesterday and today and will do so the rest of the week.

On Saturday, we went to an old cold war underground bunker, which was creepy/depressing/cool, and on Sunday we went to the National Technical Museum for the second time.  This coming weekend we are spending the Easter holiday weekend with one of E's colleagues and his family in the mountains at a chateau owned by colleague's sister.  

I am trying to come up with a few things that I want to accomplish during our first leg of the Prague trip.  There are still six more weeks to go, and I definitely don't want to spend them sulking inside and nursing my injured Achilles tendon and being anxious and depressed.  I can do all that shit in Oklahoma.