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In a funk...

I've been in a bit of a funk lately. For weeks, the only thing I've been doing with every free moment is read. I've finished 3 books this week. It's escapism. I've just been so down since coming back from the US. I just can't readjust to such drastic differences in life. Spending a month there just opened my eyes to how it could be if we moved back and now I just can't adjust to the life of isolation we have here.
My husband got a call to interview for a job in North Carolina. My family says jump on it, but I feel like I'd be going from being trapped in a country I don't want to live in to being trapped in a state I don't want to live in. I know it's a step in the right direction, but it's not sitting well with me. I told him to peruse it, but I'm not sold on the idea. If he gets it, we'll see...


Courtney said…
That's great news about the job offer! Those are hard to come by from overseas!
Anngela said…
found you via mom blogs! I live in Indiana but spent 20 years in the UK. Love blogs of people in the UK who are Americans :) hang in there!
Angela said…
opps sorry. name is Angela not Anngela :)

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