Ready or Not, Here We Come!

Well, it has happened.  Plans for our move back to the mainland are under way.  I knew this a few weeks ago, but I think in the back of my head there was this idea that if I didn't post about the move, it too would pass.  Nope.

I have been so busy trying to figure out how to fit in all the chores required for an across-the-sea-move before our March 27 departure, that I didn't realize how incredibly bummed I am to leave this place.  Like, really bummed.  I was trying to fall asleep last night, visions of the 'to-do' list dancing in my head, when it occurred to me that I was SAD and I wanted to CRY. So I did.  My being sad is why I have been so slow in deciding what goes in the garage for the yard sale and what will be collected into boxes for the ship ride to Utah.

Please, do not pity me.  (I pity myself enough! :)) I do think that this is the best thing for our family right now.  Our Bigs (the older boys) are happy to have us come back.  Not having family ties at all here has been a bit challenging, which actually came as a surprise to us. 

It has been really great living in the islands for so many reasons.  I know I make lists often, so I will refrain, but do know that besides the marginal (at best) public education and the incredible lack of ambition that abounds here, (and the $7-per-gallon milk!) living here in Hawai'i has been one of the best ideas that we have followed through to the end!  Our little family has grown closer, our older boys have grown up, our faith has deepened and we know that, together, we can get through anything.

With the time we have left here, we intend to enjoy the temperate climate, the clear blue water, the soft sand beaches and our good friends' company.  I plan on giving myself a lovely good-bye luau, complete with traditional foods, under an EZ corner at the nearby beach park.  I might even dance a hula and give out leis, if I so choose.  Just to let you know, you are all invited!

ALOHA!!

The Heebs

I just had a truly harrowing experience.  I had planned to post about the incredible (to me) run that I had this morning, but instead, I need to tell you about coming face to face with a fear of mine:  creepy-crawlies.

Yes, it is true, folks, I do not like things that may creep up on me and crawl on me with their little, gross legs.  Or, in this case, big gross legs.  I was getting a bit of a chill after my run this morning, so I decided to get into the shower.  As I was closing the shower curtain, I thought I saw something move out of the corner of my eye.  Yes!  There is was--a huge spider!  I am not talking an exaggerated-ly big spider, I am talking about an actual huge spider.  One that was so big, when I finally got the thing sprayed down the tub, IT WOULD NOT FIT DOWN THE DRAIN!  It sat there, partially out of sight, with two of its disgusting legs clinging to the edge of the drain stopper, all stubborn-like, just waiting for me to close my eyes while I rinsed my hair to jump out and try to escape.  Which happened.  OooooooooH!

After that, I kept my eyes glued to that thing while I rinsed my hair, soaped up, washed my face and got the conditioner out of my hair.  Yes, I got two different kinds of soap in my eye, but it was worth it!  I stared that thing down and it stayed there, at the drain, waiting for me to leave. I had major adrenaline going the entire shower!  Now, 15 minutes later, I am writing this and can barely get my granola down because I still have the heebs.  So unfair.

I have decided that large spiders, cockroaches, and crickets freak me out, not because I think they are going to EAT me, but because they are so pickin' unpredictable!  THAT is was gets me--I never know where the little buggers are going to GO, whether it is up my leg or far away to the corner.

Anyway, enough of that.  I need to get my breakfast down.  And then go see if that darn spider is still stuck in my drain.  It better not be...

The Heebs

I just had a truly harrowing experience.  I had planned to post about the incredible (to me) run that I had this morning, but instead, I need to tell you about coming face to face with a fear of mine:  creepy-crawlies.

Yes, it is true, folks, I do not like things that may creep up on me and crawl on me with their little, gross legs.  Or, in this case, big gross legs.  I was getting a bit of a chill after my run this morning, so I decided to get into the shower.  As I was closing the shower curtain, I thought I saw something move out of the corner of my eye.  Yes!  There is was--a huge spider!  I am not talking an exaggerated-ly big spider, I am talking about an actual huge spider.  One that was so big, when I finally got the thing sprayed down the tub, IT WOULD NOT FIT DOWN THE DRAIN!  It sat there, partially out of sight, with two of its disgusting legs clinging to the edge of the drain stopper, all stubborn-like, just waiting for me to close my eyes while I rinsed my hair to jump out and try to escape.  Which happened.  OooooooooH!

After that, I kept my eyes glued to that thing while I rinsed my hair, soaped up, washed my face and got the conditioner out of my hair.  Yes, I got two different kinds of soap in my eye, but it was worth it!  I stared that thing down and it stayed there, at the drain, waiting for me to leave. I had major adrenaline going the entire shower!  Now, 15 minutes later, I am writing this and can barely get my granola down because I still have the heebs.  So unfair.

I have decided that large spiders, cockroaches, and crickets freak me out, not because I think they are going to EAT me, but because they are so pickin' unpredictable!  THAT is was gets me--I never know where the little buggers are going to GO, whether it is up my leg or far away to the corner.

Anyway, enough of that.  I need to get my breakfast down.  And then go see if that darn spider is still stuck in my drain.  It better not be...