Anonymous wrote:Thanks for the collective pep talk. The snow is pretty and I'm sure it's beautiful out here in the spring. I think I was coming from a place of frustration and loneliness. I started taking supplements, and on warm days, I take my dogs out for a walk, to liften my mood, just so I wouldn't appear to be such a Debbie downer. I think part of the reason he's distant and snappy is because he may feel responsible for my sadness. I'm sure work is a contributing factor...but I wouldn't want him to feel any guilt.
I agree that people in DC are a different beast than what I'm accustomed to. It's a different culture and while I do try to be friendly at the dog park, I can't help but feel like a fish out of water. People here seem to be in a perpetual bad mood, and unlike the west coast, I notice people keep to themselves. And the traffic, the roads, don't help. I'm grateful to have secured a job so soon, but I was almost desperate. I was getting a little cabin fever and finding myself doing menial things around the house to keep myself busy, plus the added guilt of having to depend on someone else. The things I've enjoyed back home were many outdoor things. We do like Virginia and maybe once we get settled, possibly move out there. As long as we both stay intact.
To the poster who mentioned how moving for someone can create a "funky" dynamic--that rings true in light of my own situation.
It's amazing to find many people who were in my exact situation on this website and other fellow San Diegans

I loved everything about SD. I used to think 63 was freezing, but I'd kill for that right now.