Restoring Normality?

I set my alarm for 6am this morning. Normally, it's set for 7:30, with Kacy taking point with the kiddos and making sure they're on the bus and all that fun stuff, but late last night I decided that I was going to do that.  She wasn't feeling very well last night so I figured I'll let her sleep in today.  

My first thought, walking across what I have now dubbed the courtyard (which is just my fancy term for our giant patio), was that it was far too cold and I was glad that I just threw on a pair of sweats over my sleep shorts and did actually grab a hoodie before I left the coziness of the casita.  Seriously, I could see my breath... And I live in FLORIDA!  Yesterday it was a lovely 85 degrees outside (farenheit, of course) and this morning? Weather.com is telling me that is currently 48 degrees outside.  I think it's safe to say that I have acclimated to the temperatures here in Florida.  I used to joke about anything above 40 being "shorts weather."  I am glad that it will be in the mid 80s again this afternoon.  

I feel different this morning.  I woke up and I didn't feel hurkle-durkley.  Not that hurkle-durkling is a bad thing, I just didn't feel the need to do it.  This is the first time in a long time that I've gotten up and I've just been ready to participate in life.  I feel like actually doing something and it's been a really really long time since I have felt anywhere near productive.  It made me think of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy when the Heart of Gold (the space ship that Zaphod and Trillian steal) announces to the inhabitants of the ship "We have normality.  I repeat, we have normality.  Anything else you still can't cope with is therefore your own problem."   Whereas I've been feeling like I can't cope and have been consistently overwhelmed, especially the past year and a half, this morning... There's just something about today where I feel like I can cope.  

I have no idea if that makes sense to anyone other than myself, but hey - this is my blog and I can blog about whatever I want.  

Now, I don't necessarily feel like doing too much.  After all, it's not even 7am, I have not showered, I'm still in my pjs and the only caffeine I've had is a swig of Dr. Pepper (I was more after the ice to crunch), but I feel pretty damn good.  I feel like I could do something, anything, if I so feel inclined.  Not so much conquering the world, but I could definitely go out and participate in some retail therapy.  Maybe by a nice table for the patio, look at some hot tubs or something like that.  For the first time in a while I'm feeling like moving forward instead of just kind of wallowing in the sads, which is where I have been for a while. I think this is another step forward in recovery and that is very much a good thing.  I just have to decide what I want to do today and when I don't feel like doing it anymore, switch to something else.   Let's see where the dopamine takes us!