Sometimes it just takes a while that’s all.
Takes a while to find your feet. To figure out the feel of a new ship, of a new crowd, of a new set of people. Takes a while to stop being the new kid on the block.
And when it does finally break through and start feeling normal, it happens suddenly. Suddenly you’re feeling welcome at the family table at dinner, suddenly you’re swapping Christmas movies with people. Suddenly you’ve made friends with the people who handle your schedule and are horsing around in the office and the new new kid on the block is looking at you all like you’re crazy.
Suddenly you’re sitting in the audience at the late night show and going “hey, I know those people…”. And you’re getting invited to play card games in the officer’s bar at night (though you find you’re still too tired to actually do so).
Yeah, sometimes it just …takes a while.
It helps also that Amras arrived day before yesterday (yaaaaay! Happy dance!), and I’m always a little bit more social when I have someone to be social with. Which may or may not make any sense, but it works in my head.
Life is still extremely busy, I’m still juggling work with wedding planning with budgeting with a million other things but hey…nothing I can’t handle.
It just…takes me a little while.
I’m so happy for you. It probably sounds silly, but I was worried for you. To have had your “suddenly” moment and have Amras with you are both good things.