I’m back.

I haven’t blogged since I left England and my job and my husband and most of my yarn stash to fly across the ocean and establish myself once again in the US.

I could make up excuses like “I didn’t have internet access.” or “I was so busy I didn’t have the time.” or “my fingers were broken by a stampede of wild horses and they’ve only just healed.” But every single one of those things would be a lie.

And, my dear readers (hi mom), I don’t want to lie to you. The truth is that I have been waiting. I’m waiting to have something related to what I’ve normally been blogging about to… blog about. The problem with this is that my life is completely upside down. I can’t wait for what I normally blog about because my life isn’t what it was.

I spent two months with my Mom and 5 weeks with my kids. I enjoyed every moment of it. I underestimated how burny the sun gets and got the worst sunburn since I was 13. I took pictures of horse riding lessons, and made up stories at night and I drove 3700 miles, 1800 of those with two children in the car. My first 900 mile journey was epic, driving past tornadoes and across burning plains and through snowy mountain passes (yes, in June) all with no AC, and a leaking power-steering reservoir which I kept having to top up from the case of power steering fluid in my trunk.

I had my family supporting me and offering me shelter and food and the car out of their driveway. There really is no better way to know you are loved than having family there, making sure you’re ok any way they can. I saw my brothers and sisters, and caught up with them and their lives. I met my niece for the first time since she was born. She’s two and I never saw her ’till this summer.

I’ve moved to a completely new city on the hope that the job market there is better than anywhere else for my field. I’m living on the last few dollars I’d brought with me from my job in the UK while looking for work. I’ve moved into a houseshare with three other women while I get myself a job which will show the USCIS that my husband will not be sponging off the government when they approve his Greencard.

I have been busy, really. My new housemate tonight lent me her copy of Julie & Julia, which I had never seen before. I have to say that it’s rather inspiring. It makes me want to take what I’m passionate about and make it my life, like Julia Child did. I don’t know if I can pay the bills that way though, or the child support, or make enough to satisfy Immigration services, or pay for the health benefits we all need.

So, my little pipe-dreams of dying yarn in my kitchen and selling it online will have to wait a bit until I can do this as a hobby. So will my pattern design ideas. I still have them sketched out in my notebook, and when I am ready to complete them, I will.  In the meantime, I must do grownup things, and just play with yarn to keep myself from going completely nuts while waiting for companies to get back to me after my interviews.

Tomorrow, I’ll blog about the sock blanks my kids dyed.  (and I really will this time, because… I’m back baby!)