I haven’t been very inspired to blog lately. Oh, you noticed? Sorry. I don’t know what the deal is with the funk that I am in lately. Actually, that isn’t true. I have some ideas.
Might it be that I am almost counting down the minutes until we get to leave this place? Especially now that they have announced that the daily power outages shall resume? Power went out yesterday from 1:45 PM to 4:15 PM, then again at 10:25 PM until almost midnight. *le sigh* I am so over it already. I went from counting down the days until we actually leave ( 58 ), to counting down the days until we get packed out and move to the hotel ( 48 ) because it sounds better and we will have power 24-7, not to mention air conditioning.
Might it be that with this moving business, there are tons of loose ends to tie up?
- Health Certificates for the beasts(1 dog, 2 cats) to fly
- Schedule the beasts for their fun fun plane trip to Chicago (this one will make the checkbook hurt)
- Final garage sale planning to unload some
crapthings that we won’t be needing in Juneau.
- Scheduling the movers to come do a walk through, then scheduling the pack-out
- Coordinating the final cleaning of the house before we turn the keys over to the land lord
- Getting in touch with the landlord. Funny how important things originating from them need to be addressed post haste, but when we try to make contact, we almost have to send out an APB.
- Getting medical records for BTH & I.
- Getting BTH’s next set of shots before we go.
- Coordinating movers in IL to pack up Mom’s stuff.
- My head is hurting thinking about it all, so I will stop here.
Or, might it be this upcoming holiday, Mother’s Day? Yes, I do believe that is a big issue with me lately. Who am I kidding? It has been a big issue since Sept 14, 2007. *double le sigh*
Let’s talk about better things, shall we? How about my guys? Okay!
Last week we went to Tinian for the San Jose Festival. Actually we went so DH could do some work over there and I thought it would be fun to tag along. Plus, I am not one to turn down the offer of a hotel stay with aircon (see a trend here?). We zipped over there on the ultra-fast-like-lightning USCG Cutter, Sequoia.
Now, that isn’t true, either. Oh, we did catch a ride on the Sequoia, true enough. But the thing was powered by turtles I think. What is usually a 1 hour trip on the ferry was a 4 hour trip on the Sequoia. Lots of wandering and meandering.
BTH & DH on the deck of the Sequoia looking at a crate of fighting cocks going to Tinian. Cock fighting is allowed here and people seem to enjoy it. Why? I don’t know. It makes my stomach turn.
Remember that I told you about DH getting all into bicycling again? The mania continues. He is out the door at ugly thirty on Sunday mornings to go meet the bicycling group for an intense ride. His thoughts are consumed with pedals, clips, shoes, jerseys, new road bikes. Dura Ace this, Shimano that, Pearl Izumi this, the obsession marches on. c’est la vie I suppose. I am glad that he has a rekindled an old hobby.
He was in a bike race a few weeks ago. He was on track to do pretty well and got well over half way done when he got a flat tire. He was quite disappointed. I was proud of him for just wanting to do it.
I saw a short blurb about it in the paper recently and thought, “Whoa, that’s DH!” He didn’t think it was as cool as I did.
And because the world needs more BTH love, here you go…BTH trying to figure out what to do with my Birks.
And then him yelling at me with his new favorite phrase “Wait, wait, wait!” because he wasn’t ready for his close up, Mr. De Mille.
My guys, I do so love them.
Please keep your fingers crossed for DH today. He is taking the service-wide exam to advance to Chief. I think that he is prepared, we have been doing flash cards and practice tests like crazy this week. We won’t know his individual results until July-ish, then they factor in all kinds of other things and rank everyone…we won’t know where he stands on “the list” until early fall. How he does today could mean that we stay in Juneau all 4 years or transfer sooner.