Do you remember that really bloody irritating song “Lonely” from Akon that sounds like The Chipmunks had sung a duet with him?
Well it seems to have become my theme tune since I moved to Malta.
Yes, it’s a lovely place, the people are friendly and speak English perfectly which makes some things easier than in Spain and it’s a tiny island with the best bus service I’ve ever known so there’s no need for a car which means no being stuck up a mountain like I was in Spain. We have a nice apartment in what we’re told is a sought after area within walking distance of two towns full of every shop, restaurant etc you could ever possibly want or need, the sea on our doorstep and of course the sun has been shining non stop since we’ve been here. So what the hell have I got to complain about?
I just feel empty, so bored and so lonely from lack of contact from anyone who isn’t my daughter or my partner that I don’t know what to do with myself. I miss my friends in Spain, even just getting a lift to the school bus in the mornings or a trip to the supermarket with one of them, those mundane tasks were my lifeline in Spain and now I don’t even have that. I need to get out and go to work, to be me again and just be around other people, but with the daughter still not at school (red tape) it’s impossible at the moment and of course by mid June she will be off school for 3 months so I can’t look for work until after the holidays. In the meantime the poor people in the local cafe have to put up with me chatting to them to ease my boredom!
I will be fine, it will just take time I guess.