All my friends have switched from xanga to blogspot and I refused to make the switch. Every few years I end up with a new website because everyone has found the new fad and every time I tell them I won't switch....but I always do. I'm such a follower...
So here I am in Georgia. We got here about 6 weeks ago, 4 of which I spent in Albany visiting family while Tim was left behind to unpack. Every time we move I get really excited about what lies ahead. What will I experience? Who will I meet? But then we get settled in and I realize what I left behind. Good friends, a steady job, a life I had built for myself. Then I have to start all over again. People always ask me how I do it. I don't know, I just do.
So begins my pity party. A party I have to throw myself at least once a move. Where I whine about not having any friends and how bored I am and how insane my husband is driving me. I know, I have to give it time. In reality I have only been here for less than 2 weeks and we've already gone to dinner with an old friend and I'm meeting up with a new potential friend at the gym in half an hour. Things already look better in my first 2 weeks here than it did for my first year in Texas.
The hard part for me now is all the free time I have and the expectations it brings. I am not the housekeeper or cook of the year. I just wish some people would understand that and accept my limitations. I am trying though...
Gym time, let's see what kind of pain the step instructor can bring upon me today...
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