The stress of my trip is starting to get to me. Yesterday I had a bit of a freak out. I barely want to describe it. It had to do with how stress/anxiety makes me even clumsier than I usually am. And I am quite clumsy because of my medications. As I ranted walking down the street, I punched myself in my jaw once, when people finally passed. Hubby yelled at me to stop.

I'm not thrilled about where we are staying in France. It's a touristy beach resort. Hubby likes beaches much more than I do, so it's mostly for him. You can tell that locals get sick of tourists. I do get that, having grown up in a touristy town. But it's not what I wanted to feel here. At a supermarket, someone likely deliberately scratched the door of our rental car with a coin, or similar. The rental car has Spain license plates. Hubby thinks they did that because it's a nice new car. I think Spain plates probably played more of a part.

I had hoped we would stay in an area where we might consider living. Not a touristy beach resort. Gotta admit that yesterday makes me wish we could move on to another place, but Hubby has us booked at the beach resort for about five days. He likes to do all of the planning for trips, rarely asking for feedback, so it's always his choices. Boo hiss!

I decided to take an extra 50 mg Seroquel XR today, but to my morning dose. I have taken that extra amount many times in the past (in the morning and/or added to my 650 mg evening) with no problems. It doesn't tire me out, just calms any developing mood elevation, anxiety, agitation, and irritability/freak out tendencies. If everything calms, I will eliminate the 50 mg again.