Talked to my friend Michelle yesterday. She told me that when acclimating to a new place, there are steps. She moved to Spain for awhile to teach and her employers gave her a sheet about the transition. First two months, things are new and great. Third month, depression sets in because things aren't new and you're missing home. You get to six months and things start to turn around; your new place starts feeling more like home, you forget some of your old feelings for your previous place. After that things start to get better. So... we only have three more months and then, things'll get better!
Jacob and I went to the Children's Museum today, met up with a couple other moms. They had some New Year's Eve crafts and celebrations going on for the little ones. Fun but totally crazy also. Just packed. Jacob had a good time, though, and I don't think my blood pressure got too high throughout it all. I'm getting better.
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