Today may be a very beautiful day weather wise, but I must say that homesickness is really starting to set in now...I have been told to prepare for this at about week 2...and this would be my second week here in Lincoln...homesickness to me is one of the worst feelings in the world. It seems to affect me at such a physical and emotional level, I can literally get sick, as I am feeling right now...my stomach cramps up, I am weary but can't sleep, my body aches, and sometimes I feel sad...
I started job hunting, but no luck yet. So I consume myself into my minxden pillows...the evenings aren't as bad when my husband is home from work, but during the day, it can get quite lonely. I knew I was going to feel like this, and bless Sue's heart (my neighbor) she checks in on me to see how everything is going, she's very maternal. I ahve met some of the other neighbors around my block, but so far, Sue is really the only one I really like. Hopefully in a couple more weeks I will have fully adjusted to Lincoln and I won't be so homesick anymore...my hubby gets homesick from time to time, but he's not as affected by it like I am.
On a lighter note, I finally got my tulips and dafodils planted! I can't wait to see them wake up early next spring (april-may) my mom told me to feed them bonemeal for the hrad nebraska winter to come, so i did that...and planted them 6-8 inches down...found a few earth worm friends as I was digging...haven't found a nice statue to put in the garden yet, hopefully I will find something of a religious nature, like the blessed mother. My mom had one of those in her garden for years...I want to keep that tradtion up.
This morning I went and mailed off my first few packages here in Lincoln...and also went to this cute fabric store called the cosmic cow....weird name, but a very charming store on the inside. So I bought a few fat quarters of amy butler fabric of which I haven't aquired yet...so I will close for now, drink some sleepy time tea to soothe my sore tummy, and make some luch after a bit depending if my tummy feels better.
2 comments:
Lauren: I think you must miss your Mom the most. One of my daughters who lives far away, starts to cry every time she beats up an egg to scramble because it reminds her of home. I don't know if you ever get over it. I think you just learn to live with it. Fortunately, you have your blog friends and your wonderful pillow business.
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