Thanks, crafty. My dd rides in Jebel Ali on Saturday mornings, and I'm going to be starting a job soon in JA Ind Zone.
I know the weather is a big part of it, but I think I have something more going on. I have been just a mess. I mean, I hide it pretty well. I've been chatting people up, meeting up with a few women here and there, even maybe making friends (?). But I am constantly on the verge of tears and can blow anytime (and I do). The smell of the riding stables made me cry last weekend. My dh has been gone the last 2 weeks. He's home for the weekend and then leaves again for another week, and I have no one here. I don't want a coffee morning or brunch at Paul. I want my best friend or my sisters to sit on my couch and drink coffee with me and just hang out and laugh. And I'm having weather withdrawal, knowing there are falling leaves and sweaters and boots at home, and here it's more of the same. Kids are hating their bus ride, but we're a one-car family, so I can't drive them. We miss our farm immensely.
So anyway, I've picked up this part time job, and as of now, dh and I are considering sending me and kids back next year for him to finish out his contract on his own. We'll miss him, but we're missing him here, and with no support system. At home, at least we have family and friends to lean on.
I know I sound like a downer. On the bright side, we're trying to plan a Christmas vacation to Turkey, and my parents will be coming in January. I'm also going to try and fly a friend here in February. I do stuff--I don't just sit around and mope. I write, and I run, and I go to the beach, and I'm in a book club, and will be meeting up with a writer's group this week. Like I said, I'm functioning, but I am really, really homesick.