Sometimes I think depression is a way of escaping anxiety. I'm kind of afraid to go anywhere, though I did get to Walmart yesterday for grocery shopping. That's about the only thing I leave the house for. There's plenty I could be doing at home - like packing and storing all the Christmas stuff I've taken down. Instead I did nothing constructive today. Mainly read and watched TV.

I don't feel sad, but this level of inactivity is a form of being depressed. I'ld be better off, if I got out of the house more - like if I had somewhere to go . . . to do something. My New Year's resolution was to go to the gym regularly. I really was ready to follow through on that, until Omicron started going wild through the country. So I tell myself: wait another 2 weeks.

I did order N 95 masks online. When they arrive, I think I'll start going to the gym, with the better masks as a higher level of protection.