Familiarity breeds contentment?

I’m tired this week. Physically yes of course! Does that ever go when you have two children? Even when they’re teens I envisage lying awake until they’re safely home from friends or nights out. And also tired from a garage which a year on is still producing boxes to unpack! (I think it might secretly be a tardis) but actually tired mentally. Striving to make small talk in the playground and having to mentally concentrate permanently while trying to make new friends! Hoping they don’t think I’m a complete nutcase or having to work at a conversation with someone because while you have nothing in common your kids have hit it off. Tired of having to concentrate on what I’m saying, tired of trying to work out in a 5 minute conversation exactly what the other person is like. Ahhh tired of new beginnings. Does that make me old? I use to love change! New horizons, new places, new friends, new foods…now I long for the calm evenings at home where I can relax with a book in contentment (now you see why the garage is taking so long)

We have friends in SA who despite not having seen much face to face for nearly 8 years we still keep in almost daily contact with them over emails and phone calls and its easy! My husband and his friend grew up together and his wife and I settled into the same friendship immediately too. There’s an ease there where you don’t need to impress, it doesn’t matter if you’re feeling grumpy that day, they don’t mind. You don’t need 24hours notice before they pop round (obviously with an 11hour flight though you get some warning) but if you want to sit there in silence for 30 mins it doesn’t feel awkward. You don’t need to think up something to fill the gap, you can greet them in pyjamas straight out of bed and they don’t care! Ok I am old aren’t I! It’s not that I’m longing for my home town I love my new house, new area, even my new friends but goodness would I like our best friends closer! Any one else feel the same about change these days?