Also, yerba mate is a mood lifter.

Adam came home around 2:00 in the morning. I had gone to bed an hour earlier, after watching the new Futurama episodes for a second time. But I had slept so deeply that I only woke up when my husband climbed into bed and curled around me.
We woke up around 11:00. Rose was curled up next to me, lying near my head so that if I turned onto my right side I could hold her like a teddy bear. She purred and meeped and licked me and then Adam held me tight and I didn't want to move.
Unfortunately I was already feeling flat and drained, like my brain was struggling to reboot properly. Charlotte arrived as we were finishing breakfast. I had to fake emotions and lively conversation. Beca and James came over and everyone realized that I was still in a post-ictal depressive state and my friends made sure to give me space. I finally took a dose of Rhodiola and my mood began to lift once the herb took effect.
Beca, James, Adam and I ate dinner (steak, chicken, and fresh vegetables including squash from the garden) after watching Futurama (they hadn't seen it). The anti-depressant, adaptogenic powers of the Rhodiola made me feel happier, especially when Adam offered to take us all out for ice cream.

I really am so phenomenally ecstatic to have my husband home after three weeks of him being away for work. It's just hard to feel much of anything. The moon is full, there will be a partial lunar eclipse tomorrow, I'm PMSing, I can't quite recover from that seizure on Wednesday, and I keep burning my hands on the toaster oven. Meh.

But the Rhodiola is working. That is good.