I don't think I am very complicated. Or very deep.
But I am kinda needy (aren't we all in our own ways).
Even though, I am getting better at handling our adjustments back and forth, and it is an adjustment every time in both Atlanta and Vienna, and the baby is sleeping better and is getting adjusted...I am discontent.
Maybe it is just me, but when I get discontent, I look at my marriage to make sure that it is in a good place. I constantly worry that I will let it slip...the problem with that is that I pick at little things and nag and fret over the big and little things. This is my personality and Kdubs (after many years) realizes that when I get into an frantic "fix-it" mode with any aspect in my life, I just need to be soothed, hugged, and then distracted. We then try and "fix" whatever it is when I am less neurotic.
This may be an over-share or a duh...but even after my usual "OMG the baby's sleep pattern needs to be fixed, THE APARTMENT IS A MESS! You don't love me anymore" hormone and stress induced panic attacks, I still feel like I miss something here in Vienna.
Yes, I miss home, but I also miss a sense of connection to this place. I miss friendships and bonds. And that is something that I always want IMMEDIATELY when we have moved. I want to find a group of friends or a go-to best friend. The person or people who GET ME...who understand my humor, is available for coffee/diet coke/wine, understands or at least empathizes with some aspect of my life.
When we have moved before, I expected God to place them in my life. And He does...just not within my first few weeks of moving and not after running around feeling like a disgraced fat kid on the playground thinking "won't you be my friend?"
And while I know it usually happens after some time...I just don't see the point here.
Because of my visa situation (Austria won't give me one), I have to leave the country for 6 months of the year. This is great that I get to come home so much and Kdub's work lets him come home with us for a lot of that time. However, there is no incentive for people here to befriend me...I am not here a lot. And the friends I have in Atlanta have more consistent friends and consistent routines that make it hard for me to be included. Part of me realizes that if I did get attached at either or both places it would be a constant tearing and mending of friendships: "yea, we have so much fun together" then "balls, you are leaving for 3 months...this sucks." But I WANT IT! I want friends!!! I want to fit in!
And the people here (even in the baby group I force myself to go to in hopes of making a connection) don't get me.
This group is nice, we all have babies in the same month of each other. However, these are women from around the world, who live here. Most of them have married Austrians and/or speak the language very well and like/know the culture. No one is here temporarily, no one thinks that going home is a treat, they all act like America is a cultural wasteland, and most of them, as my sister-in-law-who has met them says, are wet blankets.
The ones that seem okay are either people who have been here for eons and have tons of friends...they don't seem interested in making more than casual acquaintences with anyone in the group or English is their second language and my sense of humor doesn't seem to translate well.
There really doesn't seem to be much of a solution for this, but I just wanted to vent into the Internets to blow off some steam...which I can make a lot of with no A/C and 95+ temps.