We've officially been here one week and I'm starting to refocus a bit. Some of my thoughts today have been how unemotional I have been about this whole thing. I remember moving from Nebraska to Texas - crying for the first 100 miles or so and feeling homesick weeks BEFORE we even moved. This move has left me oddly numb. Granted, I'm older, wiser and more medicated than I was. This being said, I still feel lonely and am longing to meet some friends - I know it all comes with time.
The weather was such this afternoon that the kids and I were able to walk down the street. Macy was certain that a girl from her class (Madeline) lived at the end of the culdesac so we decided to track her down. Luck was with us as we knocked on the first door. It wasn't her classmate but we were informed by its inhabitants that we were only one door away. Madeline was home but leaving for gymnastics. I met her mom, Mandy, and we exchanged numbers to arrange a playdate for tomorrow. On the way back I stopped and talked to another neighbor, Jamie, who was just getting home from work. His son was shooting hoops in the driveway and was kind enough to lend Nicky a basketball to use until we found his (still unpacked somewhere buried in a box in the garage). I taught Macy and Nick how to play horse. Macy soon tired of that game and was off in her bike at which time Nick and I played our very first game of one on one. Ah, that defensive slide never really goes away, does it? I also tricked him out with a few back door moves. I guess he won't take challenging his mommy lightly ever again... he won 6-2.
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