Really and truly adjust to life back in the states

worth it.

I’m now used ot the cell phone, driving myself around, etc, doing things at night.

I feel fine about being back, and don’t feel homesick for Africa.
so it is done.

“Black Hawk Down” and probably should not have. Although I couldn’t go to Somalia, Sudan looked similar. It did make me feel happy to be sitting safely in my nice little house, having just gone to the gym for a workout and such. I feel adjusted, but definitely with a different perspective.

nightmare a few days ago regarding work O/S It was a complete figment of my imagination, the only real part about it was sitting on the beach, and that part wasn’t the scary part. So, I suppose I’m not quite adjusted. Although I keep wondering exactly how will I know? DO I put a quarter in the adjusto-meter and let it spit out an answer???

Today, I got emails from 2 good friends, one who I thought I had made really upset when I came back from O/S. She seemed to think I should live there forever, even though she isn’t willing to go at all. But she apparently has adjusted to the fact that I am home, and has been trying to call me, so, I guess if she has adjusted, I ought to also!!!
Glad to be back.

Its even starting to show up in my goals. Getting furniture, a dog, and settling. I may not have the typical American womans life (Divorced single mom…it seems) but I am getting ready to have a nice time being settled having a steady job and not having any more hassles. I am feeling pretty happy about this.

Last night we were not busy at work and I had to actually listen to my two other co-workers discuss their sex lives, including reading certain explicit emails from their boyfriends…
This was just foul. I mean, I suppose people do discuss sex at work, but I really do not want to hear from my 45 yr old co-worker what nasty thing her BF wrote. (Or my 20 yr old co-worker for that matter)...

Is this an American thing, or is this just a person whois a bit mentally ill???
If its American, I can’t adjust to that…. bleeech.

I think this will probably be a never ending goal. I’m always seeing something or hearing something that pulls me back into a different place in my life. I suppose we all have this. Anyway, I’m currently living in a tiny little town, and there is so little traffic and everyone knows everyone, so it’s more like Africa than America really

about an hour talking to someone today about coming back to the US. WHile they didn’t get it totally, it was nice to have someone focus out on me. and I feel more adjusted. I have been listening to the radio a lot while driving and now at Least I know “Stickwitu” which I think is great…and then theres that other one about the golddigger…also pretty funky and fun…
I’m definitely making some progress. Now, if I could find a new boyfriend.

so they are calling it now. I LOVE all the different names we attach to everything. It seems having a name makes it better, but really, it is getting better. I now have wireless internet, and not one but 2 cell phones…
i feel like a material girl!

I’ve been home three months. I can not seem to get used to a normal amount of car traffic and the fact that I now have to drive myself anywhere I want to go. Sounds a bit snotty but prior to that I couldn’t drive just because it was not safe and so on and so forth.
I can’t seem to settle into a job quite right and I am completely overwhelmed each time I try to go to the Mall for a new pair of shoes (OK, so in three months I’ve tried this once…)
BUt eventually, I assume all of this will start to seem quite normal.
you think??