American in London

I’ve lived in London for just a little over two months now. Sometimes it still doesn’t feel real, and it’s like I’m on extended vacation. But then I remember I don’t have a planned trip home, which makes me feel a little homesick. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss America, as tremulous as the current social and political climate is. And I REALLY miss American grocery stores. Back in the states I was spoiled with a Target, Wegman’s, and Trader Joe’s just minutes from each other. Let’s face it, if you’ve ever been in a Wegman’s, it destroys you from ever loving another grocery store ever again. Plus I just really miss my family. But as tough as the homesickness is, I am so lucky that I finally get to live in London. I’ve wanted to live in a big city my entire life, and its so satisfying to have a dream become a reality.

HOWEVER, I’ve been job hunting. Nothing is more soul crushing than trying to find a job. The constant rejection is something no one can ever get used to. Trying to stay positive through all this has been tough to say the least, and it’s mind cripplingly depressing, but I just keep reminding myself I’ve only been at it for a month and a half, and that there will be a light at the end of this long, dark, black tunnel.

The best part about everything though is that my husband and I can finally be together, and not have to worry about the next time one of us leaves 3,000 miles across the ocean. That has been such a weight off both of our shoulders. I love living with my husband, even if it’s currently at his parents’ house. As soon as I get a job, we’ll be able to get our own place (no pressure), and then I think then, everything will finally feel real, and we’ll finally get our own life together.

In the meantime, I’ve been keeping busy by exploring my new home city, taking tons of pictures, and starting this blog. Eventually, I’d like this to be my full time job. It’s been a dream of mine for awhile now, and it is honestly something I love doing. It never feels like a chore. Even if I do feel like a major asshole posing for my life in front of tourists and strangers just for the ‘gram. But the end result is always worth it.

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