As hard as it is to believe, I’ve been living in Germany for 60 days! This month went by really fast. Probably in part because I was a busy, busy bee. This month alone…
- We went to Salzburg and Berchtesgaden.
- We took the long trip home and back for my big brother’s wedding.
- Stephen spent one crazy day in Munich for Oktoberfest. (I spent that entire day at home worrying about him!)
- We went to Prague.
- Our stuff finally arrived!
- Everything got unpacked and we celebrated with a pasta party.
Our busy schedule helped this month fly by and helped me to stay upbeat. Last month was characterized by homesickness, but this month was characterized by contentment. Most of the things that had me feeling down (no one to run with, no friends yet, adjusting to living on post) are all still true, but I’ve come to accept and appreciate where I am. I’m not exactly sure what it is that changed, but I’ve just felt mostly happy this entire month.
Things I’m still adjusting to…
Living with my husband. I know, this shouldn’t be hard. We’ve known each other for 11 years. How much different could our relationship be after spending just 1 year apart? Well, different!
We both changed so much, and our lives are so different now from when we lived together before. I keep telling myself that it just takes time. Thankfully, we seem to finally be falling into a regular rhythm. (I think it helps that our stuff is here, too.) I predict that this will just get better and better, but I want to be honest: life after deployment is not the same as it was before. My relationship with my husband is different now. But, as the very wise Janelle pointed out, different doesn’t mean worse.
Living in a small town. This has been tougher for me than living in a different country. When we go to the PX (the store on post), there is a 75% chance that we’ll see at least one person we know. And I don’t even know that many people! I use to live in a huge apartment complex where I knew no one. I could go about my business and no one would recognize me. I could go to the store looking disheveled and I was surrounded by strangers, so it was okay! Here, people see what you do. Add in the fact that restaurants close by 8 pm, I no longer have access to 10 fast food restaurants within walking distance, and the nearest Chili’s is 4 hours away, and you can see that small town living is hard!
Having no job. I’ve said it before, the job market here is tough. (I went to a resume class and realized that I was doing everything wrong! Apparently applying for federal jobs means you pretty much do the opposite of what you’d normally do on a resume. Good to know.)
Part of me is okay with having no job. I am managing to stay plenty busy and no job means I get more time with my husband. I do worry that this empty space on my resume will hinder me from getting a job down the road. I also think that having a job would help me meet other people and make friends. Ideally, I’d like to work, but there is only so much I can do. As of right now, I’m adjusting (slowly) to not having a job.
There you have it. Month two was far superior to one month one. And if I play my cards right, month three might be even better!*