For the most part, this move has been good. We have income! I have a job writing! I get paid for writing! Granted, it's a pittance, but it's a paid writing gig.
I'm not homesick for Michigan. I like this area. I am, however, used to having lots of people around that I know. That I have known, forever.
I don't have a lot of friends here. Thank God for Crystal, Marla and Jodie. And The Broads, even though they aren't so geographically close, they can make my day. So do my Find A Death friends. Thank God for my Misfit friends I can chat with anytime and sometimes, they visit! (Love you, Ronni!) Thank you, Al Gore, for inventing the internet.
I'm not bored. I was raised as an only child. I am very capable of amusing myself. It takes a lot to bore me.
I'm just lonely.
I love having dinner parties. We're having one this week-end. I don't do it enough. My friend Marla is next on the list.
I want to go to an adult Halloween party and dress up. We don't know anyone to go to one.
I miss my in-laws. I miss my daily chats with my friend Loretta because I've gotten busy here. I miss knowing the area, knowing the gossip, knowing the players.
I'm happy here. I just get lonely.