Had a good weekend. I woke up Saturday and felt like getting out of town. Michael who is always up for an adventure hit the net to see if he could find a local (not too local) festival. We ended up going to a small town called Yoakum. There was a "Land of Leather Festival". Unfortunatly on Saturday it was raining off and on and once we drove the 2 or so hours to get there almost all of the exhibits and vendors were closed up and gone. There were some tents set up with everyone from town standing shoulder to shoulder waiting for the results of the chili cookoff. We ate a corndog and shared a funnel cake and got the heck out of dodge.

From there we headed east. No real destination in mind, several hours later we ended up in San Antonio. It was dark and raining and driving wasn't as pleasurable once the sun went down.

I forgot to mention, I got to pick up my leg brace (finally) on Friday. It is pretty bulky and not so cute, but I am walking a little better.

Monday I went to the doctor. He has released me to go back to work. I've been in touch with the Met~life people to see if the small tweak in my schedule can be accomodated (I'm sure it can be) and they will tell me when to return to work. I also got a script for another 8 weeks of PT. I'm not sure if I'll be able to schedule this within my new work schedule but we'll see.

I was very depressed and weepy last night. Poor Michael wanted to hear what was bothering me and then he tried to offer some suggestions. Silly boy, doesn't he know I just want to be held and agreed with when I am in that state? I tried to explain that but it came out like "leave me alone" so an hour after he left me alone I went upstairs to try and explain some more. I think I'm still really down today. I even had pizza delivered for lunch. This is so not a good thing.

Here's hoping I can find a better way to deal with depression!