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Where have I been?

9 March 2008 1,714 views 4 Comments

I haven’t blogged for quite awhile. I want to say that I’ve been really busy, but that’s not really the whole picture. Yes, I’ve been a bit more busy. Arp is working all the time on the web design business, at least on his days off from the main job, so I’ve been with the kids 24/7. No breaks for blogging.

I’ve also been doing some home improvements. Painting the bedroom, clearing the clutter, etc. All in preparation for getting the house on the market.

But probably the biggest reason why I haven’t been blogging is due to stress. In the last month, I think I’ve been more stressed than I’ve been since before I was married, when I was stuck in a job that I hated. The cause of my stress this time is our move to Costa Rica. I really don’t deal with change very well. Well, maybe it’s not the change itself that is the trouble. It’s the preparation for change. The thinking about it. I hate the process of moving, and all the planning for the nitty gritty details involved. In this will be our biggest and move involved move yet.

How is my stress manifesting? Migraines, or at least pre-migraines, almost daily. I’ve been taking so much ibuprofen that I’m afraid of liver damage. Good news is that I also tried a new drug for the first time, motilium, imported from Canada, that seems to do wonders on the nausea, and is perfectly safe for breastfeeding. Bad news is that stress is playing a bigger role in my migraine situation than I realized. How did I manage to forget how many migraines I used to have when I was under great stress?

Another symptom of the stress is insomnia. J still nurses quite a few times during the night. Although we co-sleep, I’ve never been very successful at sleeping through a nursing session. I usually wake up a bit and then manage to get back to sleep once the nursing session is over. Unfortunately, with my new worries, I now have great trouble getting back to sleep. While J nurses, I think of all the organizational issues with moving to a new country. All the what ifs. And then I end up not getting back to sleep at all. And of course this does not help my migraine situation either, since sleep disruptions also trigger my migraines.

Anyway, that’s why I’ve been MIA. Writing does seem to make me happy, so maybe I’ll try to make more of an effort to sit down and write more. We’ll see.

4 Comments »

  • Scott S said:

    Hi,

    I hate moving too. My biggest moves were just from one county in Ohio to the next county. I can’t imagine the work involved in moving to another country.

    I have begun to find fascination in the number Americans that now live in Costa Rica. I must have read a dozen blogs about that in the last two days.

    Two that I specifically recall are Costa Rica HQ, that I saw mentioned in a comment to another post and one called yo-yoinparadise. They are both by Americans that moved to Costa Rica.

    They are all passionate advocates of how great a place Costa Rica is to live.

    How did you come to the decision to move there? Were you thinking about moving anywhere else?

    Scott S

  • Summer said:

    You sound so stressed out! I hope your migraines ease up soon and you can get through this. I hate moving, I swear I get ulcers from just the thought of moving across town. At least once you get there it will be all worth it for such a relaxing lifestyle!

  • Arp said:

    @Scott: The process of choosing a country took quite some time – thanks for the question, which I’ll be answering with a new blog post :-)

    And while Costa Rica can be a great place, there are downsides too and I’m thinking of writing a sort rebuttal to my ’5 reasons to move to CR’ post.

    I also don’t really like the idea of moving, though not as much as I loathe the house-selling process. In college I once moved 6 times in 1 1/2 years. I should’ve bought a VW bus and lived in that instead of paying rent.

  • Trish (author) said:

    I hope it’ll be worth it. But of course, we are not imagining this will be a last move. Why knows? We may choose another country 5 or 10 years from now. I better find a way to deal with this stress, because who knows what the future holds.