Well, it's 1:30 am. We've been in O'Donnell for about 2 weeks now, and I've had some time to settle in. I keep telling people how much I love it, how wonderful the people are, etc. It's not that I don't like being here, I just greatly miss my family and friends at home. It's different here. It's different being married, sharing everything with someone else. Not that I don't love my husband, of course. It's just so much change all at once. I was waiting for the anxiously and almost painfully all summer, but now that it's here, I don't know what to do with myself. I don't know what to do with all of it. We're here, they're excited, Casey is excited... I'm excited, but there's some baggage that I must deal with. Or at least, learn to endure. I never thought I'd be this far away from my family, and not that Casey isn't enough, I just miss them. 8 hours is quite a trip... And as much as I love the church members, there are so few people our age (1 couple) that it's going to be hard to make friends here. I don't have a job, and we've discussed that I should take my time and be settled in before I start looking, so it will be hard finding a social group in such a tiny town. Maybe I'm making this transition more difficult than it has to be, but that's what I do, right? ;)
I love my husband more than anything (next to God), but I don't even think he can understand what I'm feeling right now. So here goes another week, hopefully I'll finally get this house put together, all of the gifts unpacked, then it'll be more people-friendly again. I did learn one thing this week - men really don't clean the kitchen properly. I was sick, and still have 3x the cleaning to complete now that I'm better. Isn't it fun? :)
Well, that's this week's depressing moment. Hopefully I'll be in a mood to post more positively soon.
