I didn’t realize until now just how stressed I’ve actually been. Between graduating, work and life in general I’ve had quite a bit of stress pent up inside of me. It’s just now that I’m slowly learning how to relax. I honestly can’t remember the last time I just laid in bed and read a novel. Aside from visiting with a few relatives and doing some shopping I’ve honestly done nothing but eat (cake for breakfast no less) and read one of the few books* I’ve brought with me. It’s still taking some adjusting. I’m not used to not doing things on my own. Here many homes have some type of servant or maid. I haven’t made a meal or done my own laundry once yet. It feels odd.
I leave for Nilphamari, where both my parents grew up and where my grandparents’ (who’ve all passed on) homes still remain. I’ll be there for over a week spending time with relatives who last saw me when I was only 11 or 12.
*I’m currently reading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson (finally!) by the way.