I haven't blogged in a while, but I have my reasons.
We've been back "down under" for a month now. I'm still coming to grips with being home. It feels surreal. It still hasn't sunk in that I'm actually (finally) home. Do I miss America? I get asked that a lot. I'm a horrible liar. I should work at being more gracious. I don't hate America is my honest answer. But I resent that I lived there so long. I don't say that part, only on my blog. I talk about the things that I enjoyed about America. The truth is we stayed past my living-in-America-threshold. My feeling is that I never want to live there again, only visit.
People keep saying things like "you must be ecstatic to be home". I am. It also feels incredibly normal. It doesn't feel like I never left. I do feel like I was away a long time, and changed somewhat. The way I think has changed. I'm grateful to have had such an amount of exposure to another culture.
So since being home I've delighted in the little things. Hearing kookaburra's at random hours. Hearing cicadas singing when I wake up in the morning. The beautiful beaches, and hearing the thick Aussie accent all the time. The Aussie accent still sounds very foreign to me - I haven't been home long enough ;)
At the moment we're busy moving into our new apartment. We've secured a nice little two bedroom home by a lovely park. Today we bought a couch and wardrobe, the other day a mattress. The wardrobe was $30 and absolutely huge! Its for the spare room. We're planning on using it as a coat closet. It was a very big wardrobe to move! We're going to have to start working really soon! Our money isn't worth as much as we'd hoped over here!
I will write more when I'm less tired and feeling more inspired. For now I'm still feeling like I'm getting back into the groove of things. Its a strange, but altogether very nice feeling.