Things are back to normal here in Basque Country. Or at least my new normal. My old normal involved work at all hours of the day and lots of time with Peter and Sophie. I worked on the weekends, evenings, whenever. Now, I work in much more concentrated bursts - typically 8-6 or so at work with a break for lunch and Spanish class. I work a bit on weeknights and weekend days, but my free time outside of work is much more free. This actually means that when I am working, I'm getting more done. But getting used to free time is a little weird. And hard. It used to be that my free time was primarily spent with Pete and occasionally with my friends. Now it's spent a lot by myself. I also see my friends a lot more here.
I've said before that I am extremely lucky to have met the people I've met here. Before I came I hoped and prayed that I would find people who would make my time here bearable. Fortunately, I've found people who have made my time here happy, easy, and fun. I have genuine affection for these people and am so glad to have been swallowed up into their crazy group of expats.
Between my friends, work, and progress on my blanket (which I love more and more each day), things are starting to feel normal here. At the back of my mind, though, I can't help but feel that the fact that this is my new normal is extremely weird.
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