This is where I tell you all how awesome my husband is. Seriously, he is the best thing. I don't brag on him nearly as much as I should. I've been...lonely. There, I said the words out loud to someone other than the Scarecrow. Bless his heart, he came home from work one day and I sort of melted down. Poor guy, he really didn't see it coming. So I've been trying to keep myself busy outside of the house. The Dooradoyle library and I have become excellent friends over the past couple of weeks. Some days it's easier to get out of the house than others, especially on the days that the Scarecrow has to take the car to work. I know it's not uncommon for expats to feel like this. Anyone that moves to a new city I'm sure deals with trying to find their place in it. I'm pretty sure "Eat, Pray, Love" is one of my new favorite books and there is a line that said, "Happiness is the consequence of personal efforts". So this is me, making a personal effort. I went to IKEA in Dublin with a couple of ladies from church this week which was a great excuse to do something different. Had a really great time with them and it reminded me how much I love IKEA. I didn't expect this move to be easy. Easy or not, it's completely worth it to be in the same place as Scarecrow.
Fun Irish tid-bit for the week: Bank Holiday Mondays. It's a free day basically, random holidays tossed in throughout the year for reasons that no one really seems to understand. Mind you, my day has been pretty similar to any other. The only special thing I did was bake bread. Good news, it's delicious.