Ugh, last night I had a dream I woke up in a psych hospital. It was so real that when I actually woke up (still dark), I couldn't even orient myself to my bedroom, and I've been living in this house nearly 20 years. Talk about a nightmare.

Going with my daughter to the library this afternoon. She's driving on a learner's permit, and her driving makes me so, so anxious, I wish I had Xanax or something to take beforehand. I guess I've got plenty of propranolol to take an extra beforehand (and I used to be on a dose of 3 a day, now I take 2 a day), so it wouldn't hurt. It doesn't help the same as a benzo though. On the upside, I finished all my library books other than an ebook I'm nearlyl done with, and I've got 3 holds by authors I like waiting for me at the library.