People keep asking us how we’re settling in and I keep saying really well. It’s all going good, I say. Still boxes to unpack of course, but we’ll get there.
But that’s not really the truth.
Some days I feel completely unsettled. About as unsettled as you can get in a place you’ve known your whole life. It’s disconcerting.
Some days I will be driving down the street (I got my license last week so, yay, I can drive now) and look around at just be so, so excited to be home. And then on other days I look around and wonder why we ever left England. I’m not settled.
The kids have been so excited to see their cousins all the time and meet the kids in the neighborhood and on their new teams and in their classes. But they don’t have close, good friends yet. And they miss their friends in England. A lot. And they really, really miss their school. (So do I.) They’re meeting people and they’re adjusting, but they’re not settled.
Matt’s on a new project and works mostly from home now for the first time ever. He doesn’t know all the people he’s working with yet, he’s still getting spun up on the project, and he’s definitely learning that working from home requires a different kind of time management and that it’s super easy to get sucked into working ALL THE TIME when your office is next to your kitchen. He’ll get there, but he’s not settled yet.
Our new house is amazing and gorgeous, but we’ve got rooms to paint and lots of furniture to buy because this place is much bigger than any house we’ve owned before and we just don’t have enough stuff to furnish all the rooms. Almost every room still has at least a few unpacked boxes sitting in a corner while we wait for furniture we ordered to arrive or for us to have enough free time to paint the walls before we unpack the rest of the boxes. I certainly didn’t expect to have the entire house in order in six weeks, but the unfinished projects and unpacked boxes are starting to weigh on me.
We’ve had three years in England of having a gardener who took care of our yard and now we’ve got a yard three times as big as the last one we had to care for ourselves. And a pool that we didn’t know how to maintain. We haven’t quite incorporated yard work into the schedule correctly yet. It will take time, I know.
The kids have had about two weeks of school now and while they’re happy, it’s just not the same. It’s not what they’re used to. There’s a lot more sitting and less changing classes. They bring lunch everyday, which means that instead of getting a delicious hot meal handmade in the school, they’re eating ham and cheese sandwiches and bags of pretzels. There’s no sport in school and they only have a single hour a week of P.E., and I feel like they’re climbing the walls a bit when they get home.
So we’re happy to be here. We’re just not settled.