So, I recently spent another weekend away from home, hanging with my hubby in his other residence. When I came home, I had a series of realizations that crystallized into a mental switch being flipped. All of a sudden, I was happy in my skin again. This led me to making changes both in my behaviors and in my surroundings.
I planted seeds for flowers finally, and I reorganized my kitchen, truly settling into it for the first time since we moved in. Later this afternoon, the offspring and I will be starting work on the garage.
I finally had an important conversation with a loved one and am working to set that relationship on the right course again.
All in all, I have to admit that, while I wish there were no necessary separation of my hubby and myself, I truly love my life for the first time ever. I honestly think it’s because I finally, truly, love myself. It’s weird, and I am by no means cured of depression, but I feel so much stronger, mentally, than I have in recent memory.
Now, I’ve decided that I’m going to look into reputable companies that offer work-from-home positions, as that has been my dream for a while: if I wasn’t working in academia as an anthropologist, then I’d want to work from home. There’s nothing stopping me from pursuing that goal, so that’s what I’m going to do.
Fingers crossed, here I go! 😀