Moving Away: making the first new friends and the glow that comes with it
Posted on October 7, 2009 by yankeebean
I’ve noticed my constant use of titles with colons included (:) I think it’s something I’m going to just going to run with – let’s not over-analyse this…
All that aside, I want to start with a single statement…
Moving is hard.
I don’t mean hard because you have to transfer all your bills, or pack up all your stuff, or make a lot of phone calls, or find a new job (although all that stuff is huge pain in the arse). I mean hard in a quieter way. Hard after all that admin-crap is over with.
The ACT of moving is actually incredibly exciting (yes yes, stressful, too) but really freakin’ exciting. There’s SO much to do, so much to think about, so much that you have to get done. And SO MUCH GLORIOUS POSSIBILITY. What there ISN’T a lot of is ‘time to think’. What will it actually be like when we get there? How will I meet new people? How will I fill my time when I don’t know where anything is? How will I deal with the inevitable loneliness? How will I keep in touch with everyone that I’m leaving back in town #1?
THESE, my awesome peeps, are the issue that I DIDN’T think about when I was wrapping drinking glasses in last week’s newspapers and wondering if my broadband is going to be up and running in time in my new digs.
Well, tonight I jumped one of the post-moving hurdles – The First New Friends.
It’s been 6 months since we picked up and moved down south from the gorgeous York-iness, and I’ve been through the standard moving phases (another blog on my extensive history of moving later). I’m familiar with the standard rate of meeting the first real friends after about 6 months – and today (6 months and 16 days after the move – 14 of which I spent out of the country), VIOLA!! I think I’ve made the first real friends!!
I’m flippin’ GLOWING – Mr. Nice Guy and I just got back from having drinks with another couple and we had a GREAT time. No awkward moments, no weird looks, just all laughing and all chatting all the time.
It’s one of the big moving hurdles that I’m feeling relieved to have completed – AND they’re successfully invited to my annual UK Thanksgiving extravaganza on 26th November. Shameless friend-making… HUZZAH!!!