Turns out my misery problem was a simple case of PMS that totally caught me off guard. Since the onset of “I am seriously going into menopause symptoms”, my period has become very irregular in timing and duration. This means I have no idea how I am going to feel physically or emotionally on any given day. Fun Stuff!
Part of the problem is everytime I get any sort of period I think, “this is it! my last one!” and imagine a great summer of swimming and traveling without any surprise emotional meltdowns or um, need for feminine products. The disheartening truth is I have months of uncertainty ahead of me.
So I am not off to Canada but I am off to Coronado Island (near San Diego, Ca) for a few days. Long walks on the beach, a visit to the USS Midway, roasting hot dogs over a fire on our own little strip of sand at our campsite. Hard to be miserable under those circumstances. I just hope my hormones agree.