Acclimating

 

Acclimating to new situations is something everyone has to deal with. As a young person I did it so quickly I didn't even think about it.

I remember moving into our first home in Bloomington. It felt like home almost immediately. A few years later when we bought our first house, it took longer.

Now I've been in this apartment almost six years and just last spring it really felt like home. This is the first apartment in over 13 years that has done that. The others always just felt like a place I was staying until I moved. Part of it was hanging my paintings in the bedroom and part of it was realizing it was the best apartment I can afford, so moving would be counter productive.

I started working again about 22 weeks ago. It is a job I love, but it takes a lot out of me. Part of that was the unintentional feeling sorry for myself because it was necessary after being scammed and part of it is the strain it puts on my bones and muscles. I would come home and crash, eating whatever was quickest and easiest to find, then go to sleep and do it all the next day.

This week, for the first time, I found things changing. I realized I no longer felt sorry for myself and I have a tiny bit of energy left to prepare food when I get home. I also realized my kidneys are at a critical point where I must take care of what is left of them, so diet is important.

I'm trying something new food wise and I'm hoping to acclimate to this new way sooner rather than later.