The rhythm of my days continues to change. This morning, as I was walking through the parking lot on my way in to work, I was admiring the pretty clouds, enjoying the warm summer breeze, thinking about some of the patients I'd see today- and realized. This is how my mornings are now. Optimistic. I may never get to the point of bounding out of bed, but I do get up feeling rested and refreshed.
I've started keeping my laptop by my bedside, so my first action each morning is to write down any dreams from the night before- and then go on to my congratulations section- where I list at least 3 things I am proud of from the day before- Specifically, things I would not have done, felt or accomplished while I was still drinking. It might be cooking a new dish (rather than relying mostly on prepared foods because they were quicker), or actually going outside for a run. Or maybe meeting a new person socially and asking her questions about herself rather than just saying hello and turning away. Or reacting to a mishap by saying- oops, that's bound to happen once in a while, it's now fixed, I'll be on to other matters rather than stopping, obsessing and feeling bad for a full day or two. Being sure to give myself credit, kudos, helps me keep my hopeful eye on the things I am changing for the better.
Contrast this with a year ago, dragging myself from bed feeling critical and disappointed at my wine intake the night before, once again falling asleep sitting up on the red sofa, awakening at 2 or 3 AM to take myself over to the bed for a few more hours of fitful sleep. Spending the morning with caffeine, feeling like I am climbing out of a deep hole. Finally at midday, feeling out of the hole- and longingly making plans for that evening's alcohol, planning how quickly I can slide back into that same hole again.
And here I was this morning, enjoying my world, looking forward to the day, open to enjoying whatever interesting things might happen, planned and expected, or unplanned and surprising. This morning optimism is so delightful.
Depending on how much willpower the day demands of me, I may feel out of energy and a bit 'down' by the end of the workday, but I'm learning to replenish with meditation and exercise. And if that doesn't work, and I'm tired enough that my fascinating quilting and glass-bead making fail to enthrall me- it can be early to bed, for tomorrow is another day, and another chance for Awesome!!