Reconsidering...
I have been in Central Illinois for 3.5 months. By myself. Doing work that I hadn't planned doing with my degree. By myself. Living in an apartment above a woman who is hard of hearing and loves to watch Law & Order (guess how I know that...). By myself.
Did I mention that I feel a bit lonely? Bob & I have lived separately before - 5 years of our marriage to be exact - I don't know why it is so difficult this time.
Actually, I'm positive that I had difficulties with it the first time. I have faint memories of it. I think that not enjoying my job makes a huge difference. I'm getting paid way too much money to be this bored. I will have to figure out a way to scrounge up something to do, I just don't have the gumption to do that just yet. I'm still getting my legs under me (literally, figuratively - both).
I need to find people to connect with but I have standards that are ridiculous - they can't have small children (no time to be a friend yet), they need to be in the 30-50 year age range (any younger & I don't understand them; any older & they don't understand me), married is a plus (to understand married life). I'm pretty flexible on that last one but the first 2 are rigid standards.
I guess that I'm having difficulty finding people because I haven't really committed to this place yet - not the job and not the area.
Bob & I agreed that we will make a decision at the 6 month mark. He has a theory that the first month of a job is the 'honeymoon' where the job is exciting, the people are exciting, and everything is great. Then there is the next 3 months or so where it is the worst job in the world. This is where the 6 month agreement comes in. No major decisions until I figure out if the job really isn't for me or if I am just going through a phase.
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