Well, we are now in our temporary home by the sea. It's a pretty awesome consolation prize - but more on that later...
We're out of Kualapa, and I would love to tell you that it went as smooth as the proverbial silk, but that would be far from the truth. It went. That's about the highest grade I can give it. We had several friends helping us along the way, but it was still waaaaay more than we could handle with anything resembling ease. I came up with a formula for moving, though: when you know you will be moving, assess the contents of each room and calculate the number of boxes and packaging needed, and the time required. Next, quintuple the amount of boxes and packing material, and multiply the time by about three months. But with the Lord's strength, and the blessings of hearty friends with trucks and scrub brushes, it got done - with our soon-to-be-ex-landlord watching on.
Speaking of landlords: the adage goes, "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." Now, about ours:....... .......................um.....................................................uh........................then there was.........................................and...........
.......................................... And that's all I have to say about that. Actually, it has been truly difficult - being accused of taking and/or losing things, told that we didn't have the carpets steam cleaned when we did, and being faulted for 10 years worth of wear and tear in our one year of living there. Wow. Should set that to a beat... Anyway, as of now, we do not have our deposit back, and we likely won't see it for another week at the soonest. It's a good thing my trust is in God rather than landlords - but it does get a bit harrowing...
One of my more fun adventures was taking FloJo up to her doggy spa in upcountry Maui - Olinda, to be exact, a beautiful rural town at about 4,000 feet on the slopes of Haleakala. Since Don was taking care of all things in the move (including having the apparently mythical capet cleaner doing his mythical carpet cleaning), FloJo and I headed up for adventure on a here-to-for untraveled road - at least by us. The road started out innocent enough, but before long it was a series of switchbacks and uphills -sometimes both - and asphalt so rutted and swelled with tree roots it was like driving over a series of closely placed speed bumps - or like the Winnie-the-Pooh ride at Disneyland, take your pick. By the time we got there, we were both ready to get out. There are those who thought it would be traumatic for FloJo to leave her there. Hah, I say. She essentially went off happily and tail-waggily with the nice lady who offered to take her on a walk. So, after 90 minutes up, I had the 90 minutes back, arriving to a completely exhausted husband and totally soaked carpet.
Omigosh. Even as I write things just get nuttier and better. Don and I went to our usual prayer-at-the-pastor's-house Tuesday morning gig, then stopped by storage to rescue a few more items that we will need here. I locked my purse in the trunk. My purse with my keys and phone and everything. Don went to his Tuesday morning office meeting. My purse is still locked in my trunk, and, Drat! wouldn't ya know? I missed class the day they taught B&E for dummies. I have taken to posting my plea for rescue on Facebook....
But now, back to our story.... The long and the short of it is we got out. It was completely insane and frenetic, with all my organization skills being tossed out unceremoniously as we just simply wanted to VACATE!! There was no dignity whatsoever in this effort. We absolutely could not have done it had God not provided wonderful friends to help us.
So, now we are in our temporary digs, which are pretty fabulous, but not home. We picked up our puppy yesterday, so it's feeling a little more home-ish. Of course, FloJo hates the water, and especially the surf, so she's not all that jazzed.... But last evening was our first relaxed evening in some time, so we sat and sipped a little white wine while watching the sunset and a few turtles and spotted eagle rays. Yeah... it'll do in a pinch...
More on the little hale by the sea in the next blog!
PS: Don got the message and is on his way here. Thank you, God, for geeks who invented all this techy stuff and the dude I married who loves it all
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