I have found that every time we move, it takes a little while to adjust. At first, I drive around with little printed notes or maps on where things are and how to get there and back. Then I get used to the layout of the town, and soon don't need my little maps any more. Then I gradually get used to how the new house feels, and actually find myself slipping and calling it "home" instead of "the house" and almost panic because that means it is more permanent somehow. Then you get used to where you put things, which light switches to use (unless you're me, then you simply improvise by flipping both at once in opposite directions until you get what you want!). You find that you no longer have to ask yourself where things are in "this" walmart, or in "this" grocery store--you start to remember such things. And all at once, one nice sunny day, you'll be on your way to or from somewhere you've been several times routinely, and out of the blue it will hit you. You're home. It feels normal. And from that moment on, it does. It's so freaking weird!!
I do that when Andy leaves, too. I feel all lost and can't make decisions for anything in the world because I'm so used to consulting him for his infinite wisdom and all-too-often correctness. Then at some point, I get this overwhelming sense of inner strength and I realize that I can do things on my own; I feel like I can take on anything that comes my way.
Just have faith in yourself, and relax. It will all smooth out eventually. And in my case, that's about when we move again, or as the case may be, that he gets deployed. LOL! It's amazing what you can come to accept as "normal."
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Date: 2004-07-24 09:04 pm (UTC)I do that when Andy leaves, too. I feel all lost and can't make decisions for anything in the world because I'm so used to consulting him for his infinite wisdom and all-too-often correctness. Then at some point, I get this overwhelming sense of inner strength and I realize that I can do things on my own; I feel like I can take on anything that comes my way.
Just have faith in yourself, and relax. It will all smooth out eventually. And in my case, that's about when we move again, or as the case may be, that he gets deployed. LOL! It's amazing what you can come to accept as "normal."
Hugs!