You think you're fine...
...but you're really not.
I'm lonelier then I think I want to admit.
It's been almost a month since I got married, and I've made it to Norway. Got my residency papers in order now, and I'm legal to be here for a year before it has to be renewed. I suppose I should be happy about how fast the turnaround on that was. I've got my passport back, and now I just have to wait for my new status to trickle down into the rest of the Norwegian social service offices (like health care). Might be a while before they get their paperwork in order.
*sigh* I've been hanging about on eBay a lot lately. That's what I tend to do when I'm sad...spend money. I've bought a
whole lot of stuff in the past few days. It's not all bad...I mean, I did buy a digital camera so that I can have one of my own to take pictures to send back home. And the Compact-Flash cards for it. And cases for the AA batteries. And soon, a camera bag.
Bought a lot of sewing/cross-stitch stuff too. Silly, because I've hardly touched the small project I bought for myself right before the flight to Norway. I can't find the motivation to sit and do it.
Come to think of it...I can't find the motivation to do much of anything.
My suitcases are right where we put them the day they arrived (they got lost and arrived late). The kitchen work gets done, but only when I get disgusted with how it looks. I folded socks and underwear the first two or three days after I arrived...but nothing after that. I just...I can't. It sounds stupid, but it seems that all my energy drains away when I start thinking about folding things, or sweeping, or vacuuming, or whatever. It's not that I don't want to do it...I
can't do it.
*deep, sad sigh* I wish I was back home. I know my mate loves me very deeply, and I love him too...but I miss being home so much. I miss my routine, and I miss all my friends from work.
Oh well. I'll live. I guess.
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