Missing my Husband

I know it has been quite awhile since I posted in my blog account. Quite honestly I feel like no one really cares or reads about what is going on in my life. But if for some reason I may be wrong, I still continue to write in here. It is almost a therapeutic solution to take time and contemplate on what I'm actually feeling, and try to sort through something in my life.
I've been married now for approximately 2 months. Life is wonderful when I'm with Josh, and when I'm not, all do is think about him, and it gets me through my day. It's been hard though, I really don't get to see him much. Josh is working for Dewey Pest Control this summer, his hours are long and hard, and I am proud of his preservance, and hard work that he puts into it. He has to face rejection each day, only to turn himself around and do it all over again the next day. I don't know how he does it sometimes. I don't think I would be able to face that kind of work everyday. He works Monday through Saturday from 9am-9pm. He has been driving out to Murrieta lately, and once his team finishes up that area he'll be moving onto somewhere new. With how much my schedule jumps around, we hardly see eachother at all. It is sad, but I keep telling myself that it is only for the summer. I wish I had friends that I could go do things with, but I feel like I'm stuck in the middle. The friends I had when I was dating Josh, weren't really there and were letting go of me slowly, and now they don't talk to me anymore. I understand that things are different, but in a way I feel like they weren't really my friends if they aren't my friends anymore. I miss those friendships I held dear to me in college, but they are all in separate states and I probably wont see them again. Then the other side of things is that I stay home until my husband comes home because I miss him, and don't want to miss him when he does get home. I wish I had friends, but I've been noticing how hard that is becoming. My new ward is interesting when I'm able to attend. I work every other sunday, and so it makes it hard to be visible in my new ward. I just don't feel at home yet. Our apartment is our new home, but I still haven't had that feeling as to where I feel like I'm at that point in my life that I'm supposed to be at. Currently, I got injured at work, and am on transitional. Which means that I am not working in my department, I still get my hours but they just have me working through stores as a greeter. The camera equipment through work has made me weak, and has messed up my back and arms. Who knew that the thing I loved in college and got my degree in would turn out to be so nasty. All in all I need to find a better job that isn't a 60 mile commute. It is really eating up my time, and my life, but It is all I have. My Mom reminds me that I can't afford to be unemployed or else I would've quit already. Thanks mom.
Well this is all that is going on in my head right now. If no one hears about it, at least I have something to think about through the day with a little more structure to it.