Ahhh– the crisp Fall air, the crunching leaves underfoot, apple baked goods in the oven… oh wait, sorry, that was a dream. No Fall here for me! Well, if by Fall you mean hurricane season, then yes, I have that. I just saw on the news that yet another ‘cane is brewing, lined up with the others to wreck havoc on our little Pacific rock. What does it really mean for us, you ask? So much rain. Pretty sweet waves for the surfers. But then ya know how you envision gently swaying palm trees in Hawaii? That’s usually true thanks to the tradewinds that blow almost all the time and bath us in a wonderful breeze. For the past couple weeks, those winds have gotten sucked away by the ever passing hurricanes. So what’s left is 90+ temps with humidity that sticks to the body. The one relief I could rely on back in VA when things got hot was air conditioning. Yeah, we don’t have that (at home, anyway.) Ya just don’t know how amazing it is til it’s gone. Seriously, when I have get dressed for work I have to time it perfectly. The time lapse between sitting in front of a fan in my underwear and walking out the door can only be about 10 minutes. Any delay and I’m standing in my previously clean, dry clothing… dripping sweat. The sounds I make upon walking into an air conditioned store or office are kinda embarrassing.
During the week I’m usually OK, since I’m working either at the wine shop or the Relief Society 2 1/2 days and I’ve got some classes I take a the Y (Aqua Zumba, yo!!) Throw in an afternoon at the library (in theory doing professional reading, in practice reading magazines) or a beach day with friends, and I make do. Sunday afternoons seems to be toughest for us. We can usually entertain ourselves well enough on Saturdays, maybe doing beach stuff or errands in town, or again, the library. By Sunday we are tired of the sun, the library is closed and we just want to veg. Sorry, no luck. Our choices have pretty much come down to the local mall (crazy crowded with locals who just hang out there, sitting with their entire family wherever they can find a place– true local housing is crowded with no place to sit outside other than the carport) and the cheapo movie theater ($6 does not buy you clean seats, if you were wondering.)
The moral of my story, you ask? Eh, none. I just wanted to
complain share. Anyway, a quick update on what’s been going besides me sweating. I’ve started the coursework to become an Accredited Financial Counselor. I’m not sure how long it’ll take me, but I’m looking forward to it.
Between storms the weather has been hot but beautiful. A morning with friends at a sandbar in the bay was a much needed dose of fun. (That’s a big ‘C something’ cargo plane in the sky. It was practicing takeoff/landing right over us!)
The rain has brought some epic rainbows. I rode my bike right into this one. No pot of gold.
We hit our two year mark in Hawaii last month. I can’t believe it’s gone so fast, but I also feel like I’m come so far. The next year is going to fly by and I want to make the best of it. We don’t have a return date, but it’ll probably be mid-late Fall.
That’s about all I’ve got going on. Or all I have the patience to write about before it gets too hot.