So I've been feeling quite low the past few days. Hubby is gone away for 2 months with work. I'm into week 2, and I've been handling that ok. I have a great circle of friends close by who keep me busy. But I've just been feeling so low. Long story short....DH is military. We are from NL and I've been desperately homesick since I moved away 5 years ago. DH says we will go home, but the plans never seem to come though. On top of that, I'm working in a miserable job which I really hate. Thinking about going there each day actually makes me want to cry. But I won't quit because the more money we put away, the sooner we can go home. It's a viscous cycle. It's been 5 years of, we'll move home soon....we just have the wait for the right time. And as some of you know, we lost of cat Scooby a month ago very unexpectedly, so I'm still having some very hard moments with that. :(
I'm starting to crash and indulging in a huge pity party the past few days, hence my post here. SC and the people here always cheer me up, so I just wanted to post and share my woes, hoping I'll start to pull myself out of it.