Sometimes, I feel so lost here.
My best description to how I feel is akin to the Wizard of Oz. I was plopped here after a tornado came through. Someone slipped on my ruby red slippers (Moon Boots) and told me to follow the yellow brick road. My companion is my dog, Stumo, who wouldn't sit in a basket if I tried to force him in. And there really is no yellow brick road. Can I get a map? And all the people here have strange accents!
My husband found out he was hired at the first place he interviewed at, Woods Hole Group, an amazing opportunity that we could not let slip by. So, I immediately told my wonderful employers that I could no longer work for them giving them only two days to work until my last day. We packed up a Uhaul trailer slapped it on our 4 cylinder SUV and began our trip to this northern state.
Our trip started off to Brent not feeling well. He battled fevers and finally gave in and let me drive about halfway through our journey. We had to stop and get a hotel because his second fever during the trip was so bad. It finally broke in the middle of the night. That morning we all shoved back into the SUV and completed our journey to Massachusetts.
We met up with our landlord and decided on which home to rent, and on the same day we came to Massachusetts, we ended up having a home to sleep in. Thank goodness for good people and Craigslist!
So here we are about 20 days later. We are still settling into the home. Both our vehicles have Massachusetts plates and registrations though we don't have Massachusetts licenses. Stumo has adjusted wonderfully to the snow. And the cold isn't too bad except for the cost of heating a home.
But I miss the people that I left in Virginia. My friends and family. I didn't really have a chance to say goodbye. I miss knowing people and knowing the area. Also, things aren't as convenient living out here and things are so much more expensive. It's cold and soon Brent will start working and I'll be home alone all day in a place that I know no one. I guess I'll just have to find a hobby.
Soon, March will be here and I'll be holding our son. And that is a relief but something I worry about too. I'll immediately become a mother and have no support from anyone, well except for Stumo. He's my little cheerleader!
Life is scary, but we all have to take the plunge. I miss you all and look forward to seeing all your beautiful faces again soon.
Love and hugs,
Lynn
