In fact, I got my period Monday evening. Thank you MOONY BLOODY EARTHY GODDESS for waiting until after the trip. I neglected to blog this fascinating gynecological development, but I think it might help explain why the whining got worse and will now (soon, we hope) get better.
For now, I've spent the first day in well over two years wondering if I need anxiety medication.
For now, the answer is probably no. I've done so well without, and I'm definitely not someone who needs medication to function. Ummm, anymore.