Flying high, laying low

Here I am. It's Thursday, I found out. Thursday already. I just started the week a minute ago and it's Thursday. Sometimes that makes me happy, and sometimes I find myself wishing time had a handle so I could hold on to things just a little bit longer.
We are into our new routine now, in a new house, with a new body, and an ever changing mind. I have been learning, learning, learning so much, SO much, and it turns out that I am even more incredible than I originally thought! Can you even believe it? HAHA- but truly, we all are. We are all magnificent, creative people, and I am having so much fun creating.
Our house- is a very, very, very fine house. NAME THAT ARTIST! We have room to spread out and I couldn't be happier. I look back over the past few years, and once again, I am amazed to see how we were creating, even then, and how we just keep doing it. I really wanted to see what it was like to live in a townhouse, and my ever accomodating husband allowed us to have that experience. I loved it. LOVED IT! I am so thankful that we got to do that! And now we are here, in Bloomington. Most people- mostly the ones who help us move every year or two, are hoping that we are settled now, at least for a few years. And I think that we are. My darling would still like to BUY a house, but you know me- the happiest little renter that ever did live. : )
I am trying to decide if I'm now comfortable here or if my thyroid is jacked from the surgery. I feel like an enormous slug in the mornings and at night. The mornings are usually my favorite time of day. I've never been a night owl, but the sleepies hit me at 8pm, and THAT is not normal. Guess I just need to make an appt and go do it. Slug! The espresso is not helping me too much. Maybe I'll get off of here and go find the nearest clinic and make a stupid flippin appt. I'M TIRED OF DOCTORS! : )
However- speaking of- i should let you know that I am no longer Surgery Girl, or even Recovery Girl! It's been 9 weeks and I feel more amazing, in general, than I have in YEARS. That was the best surgery EVER EVER EVER!!!!! YAY ME!
Fine...off to find the stupid dr. BLECH.