Dear...I'm Moving in the New Place!

Gosh...I guess this is the best time for me to write. My head is overload with many words to tell you about many things happened in my life recently. Sorry for not greeting you so long. I think I have serious illness, it's called LAZY. I was lazy to arrange words, lazy to type them, lazy to catch hundreds ideas that swinging around my head. In the recent times, I can tell you that I totally waste hundreds chances, billion or million ideas. I regret. But tonight I found the time. I can "shout" loudly now.
Hey!!! I moved out to another place. A new place that I must call Second Home. Yes, now I live in Central Borneo. It's where my husband come from. I have been working here for 4 months. This place is very hot, like other places in this century. But I think the heat is hot hehe...don't know how to describe it but very hot, sometimes become very humid. You can get cough easily here.
A long before, I struggle with the distance matter (read the previous part). Now, I succeed to decide and end the problem. I choose to move out here. Very hard decision. I had to leave my lovely job that I had work for 6 years! I love the job desperately. None like my workmates. None like my boss. I love them! God, why I should choose? I hate to choose.
My nanny came along with us. What a blessing! She is very brilliant nanny, I consider her not just a nanny, but she is my mother, my son's grandma. A woman with full passion. Dedicate her talent to take care of my son since he was 3 months old. This coming Sunday, she will go back to Salatiga, her home. Very emotional, very sad....very sad...after 4 months living with us in this new place, I'm so sad she has to go back, I think my son is sad too.
But life changes anytime. If it doesn't change, it is not life. I remember what my father said one day. So now it is the time for me to get ready. Like riding the roller coaster, God may double the speed, I must be strong and realistic. God loves me and my family anyway. I don't have to worry about anything ahead. I just hang on His arm and I'll be calm down.
By the way, my life in the new place is completely fine. I love the city, begin to love it precisely hehe...this town provides simplicity. We don't have much recreational places to hang out. Only one big mall ('big' in here I mean). People here especially women likes to cook very much. I call them born naturally to cook. They mostly are clever to cook fishy food. Most of them can clean up the fish well, they are brave enough to fried the fish (not like me of course hehe...). Except the heat, I love everything about this town. But I also don't like the habit of mostly people. They throw away the garbage anywhere, not in the place. Many streets were dirty. The awareness of sanitation is low for some of people here. Cleaning up the environment is still 'low' duty in their mindset maybe? I don't know...
My job is another story to tell. This is absolutely different from my previous job. I used to work in the NGO where mostly initiative came from me. But now, I work as the government's staff, I mostly work by order from my leader. It's hard for me to quickly adapt with the new situation. Minimum facilities, I spent half workday by sitting and reading. I go to work at 7 and back at 2 pm everyday except Friday, I go home at 11 pm. But the good news is, I can spend the rest of the day with my son and my husband in the afternoon! That's the good side of it.
Well...what else? I have an idea of upgrading my Dayak language. Now, I still can't speak it well. Only short ones. I plan to become better in one year (I can't promise but I will try it). I realized the practice helps me so much, if I'm too shy to speak it, then I will never gain it. My husband can speak Javanese well, why can't I?
Ok, I think this is too long to read. I will end it here. Thank you for reading my story in the new place. My struggles. How fun this life will be if we just put the struggle on His hand. We just follow what He say ;)