Now I'm home in the great state of Ohio...
Everyone asks me if it's great to be home and it is. Sort of. There are things I like, things I love and things that I really hate about living here. And by here I don't mean America. I'm not going to post an anti-America anti-materialism rant here. That's not what I mean.
I mean I like seeing everyone and hanging out and going to church and (obviously) seeing Big Brother and As the World Turns.
But...it's kind of boring here. And I need to find a job and earn a living, and blah, blah, blah...
I don't know. There's a lot of good stuff coming up (wedding, sweetcorn blackberry ice cream, that kind of stuff), but I miss Iraq.
That's right, I said it. I miss it. I miss Joan and Lucy (both of them) and Doris and Wally and Stanley and Ernie and Todd. I miss doing work that I really liked.
On the flip side, I do not miss 4 hours of electricity per day or the black wind. Or the honking!
I don't really have any profound insights on my transition. I'm just keeping the blog up-to-date.