I am online. Sort of. It appears we have arrived during an “internet speed” transition. Basically, there isn’t any such creature as ‘fast’ internet on my part of Stinnett; however, we are 3500 feet away from having the good stuff! When will we get it? I dunno. No one else does either it appears. The current speed is 1meg. Can you believe it?! One meg.
I tried doing some research. Im-possible. Tried to check email. Im-possible. Tried to download a backup copy of the novel to work on. Can you guess? Im-possible. (Pepe le Pew *le sigh*) Well, I ended up getting the hotspot turned on in my cell. I was able to download an update, very much needed, for the new laptop, but needed to charge my cell before going back online. So, getting a post written as the phone charges. The phone power goes down quickly when it is being a hotspot. I am going to keep one of those traveling chargers with me at all times of work, because they just might become indispensable. This is the only drawback of the action, and the +$20 on the monthly bill, I have discovered. Thankfully, this is only temporary. As soon as the faster, more feasible Internet comes in the hotspot capability will be removed. Unless the price drops to my old cellphone bill, then I will keep it. Yeah, I know – wishful thinking.
It has been one full month of coming home. The first ten days were horrendous for me emotionally because I felt as though I failed in oh so many ways. Hopefully I didn’t let it show any, or, at least, very little. There is a good possibility both of us were in shock. The Husband handled it better, though. The changes that occurred to us were so numerous, quick, and life-changing – each one was a life-changing event – it was impossible to adjust to it all quickly. It just needed to filter through.
Now I am happy to report we are happier here. The stressors have changed, but many of them were removed when we relocated. The weight of stress seems lighter, more bearable. And, I miss every single person in Lexington, KY I know! Now summer is here, I don’t have the chance to call them and say, “Hey! Let’s go to the park!” or “Hey! Want to go to the movies?”
Not being able to go to church service, though, is the hardest of all. Just driving onto the driveway or parking lot of the church even before I went inside, always made me feel better. If I am feeling achy, it lightens; if I am in misery, it usually downgrades to crappy. If my heart and Soul are sad, the burden of it isn’t so heavy. Thankfully, the better feeling goes with me outside the church. We are dealing with it, though, and making plans for when we can actually make it back up to Lexington so we can go to service and see friends.
The Husband has gone adventuring and took me along with him. It was such a treasure to see old haunts through different eyes and see appreciation for the mountains grow even more in his eyes. Getting to share memories with him on the drives so far, has been the most enjoyable thing about being home. “Remember that story I told you about so-and-so and the thingamajig?” usually began the story. He enjoyed the stories and the drive, even though he was the driver.
So, what all is going on in your parts of the blogosphere? I am catching up on posts as fast as possible!