Right, we are back. The playground is lovely, incredibly well thought through (well, apart from the sand). Then iced coffee/chocolate and long walk home. I know I must make Berlin sound like paradise, so that you all think 'ffs, what's she moaning about?' (thank you everyone for tolerating said moaning) - and it is rather fab, in fact, in many ways - but I am definitely lonely here. 100x - you have put your finger on it - you are very empathetic and clever I feel very much like this - not knowing 'whether you go out to find people and then spend the afternoon thinking 'why am I here?' or whether you sink further inwards'. I don't want to just be with expats - I speak German like a native, dh is German and I don't feel expatty -, but sadly a lot of Germans would, at least in part, want to be friends with me in the hope of getting free English tuition/translations/corrections - I have several years of bitter experience of this and tbh can't be bothered any more. I'm going back to work 2.5 days in August (financial necessity - I with probably never be able to afford to be a SAHM) - the work suits my abilities and I have wonderful working conditions and colleagues, but I have to get away from the job lonmg-term and back into research, or I will become unhappy. So I really need to get moving on that.
One of my NY resolutions (my only one, in fact) was to take singing lessons. If I had trained my voice earlier I probably could have done something with it professionally. I reckon it's too late now, but I don't want it to turn into some silly regret. So I will find myself a teacher Twont be evenings though (ds2 and sleep ) - but dh can be there most late afternoons, thank goodness.
It is the battling. Several aspects of Berlin are quite frankly a battle.
Sorry sorry sorry for self-absorbedness. Will be back later - ds1 has just come and said 'Would you like to bath your footies?' - dh has put the mini-paddling pool on the balcony. Oh fgs, I should stop moaning. Life is good.