This is going to seem sort of mopey, but I gotta say it because it's true, and that's what I do on this blog. Sugar coating is not my thing.
Moving is real lonely.
- We moved somewhere where we have no family.
- I work with... myself.
- Tom works at his work.
- Sundays we go to church.
- I know a handful of people, mostly older than myself (and I am super grateful for that handful!)
When you move, there are always pros and cons. We were both ready to leave our jobs, be in a warmer climate, pursue things that we love to do, and make an overall change in life's routine.
You can't regret a move like that (and as I've said I don't believe in regrets... except for bad haircuts). Especially when your husband is doing what he loves for a living and feels challenged and appreciated. Plus, I have been given the opportunity to pursue creative efforts and dip into the waters of employment freedom - and that is a wonderful thing. Truly a blessing.
The all-availing con that I am left with is loneliness. I don't get to socialize everyday, which is tough, because I'm a very social person. Tom has his co-workers and a very social workplace, but HE is all I have as far as a social escape. I am happy doing what I am doing in my creative functions, I've sworn away desk jobs, and part-time jobs have finicky hours. I'm being picky here, but I feel blessed to have the freedom to be that way. Working part-time would give me social interaction (which I crave) but what about friendships? I have really learned that a professional environment should remain professional and your personal life and work shouldn't mingle too much.
That was an easy obstacle to overcome in Wisconsin, because all my best friends were still within driving distance and we made regular plans to see each other. My problem in Georgia is that for the first time, I don't know how to meet people. I mean, you can't just walk into some public place and expect to meet your next best friend.
Do you guys have any advice? Poor Tom can't keep walking in the door from work and have me koala him for the next 5 hours. For his sake, HELP ME!
Have any of you been in this situation before (moving and trying to make friends)? How did you overcome it? It's tough to randomly meet people the same age as me, or in the same stage of life. It kind of feels like trying to navigate middle school again. Comment below!
Also, because I'm not afraid to admit that I'm awkward, I have actually said to strangers "Yeah, I just moved here. I don't have any friends" and then they frown at me and I almost cry a little because it sounds so pathetic. HAHAHA...