life in the old lane

A guy comes down to the pier. Sets up a folding chair. Gets a mask and a single fin out of a bag. Straps a dive knife on his left leg. He sits on the pier. Removes his right leg. Leaves the leg on the pier and swims away.

My dear friend, Carlton gave me a cold. He caught it from his seat mate on the plane. I am pretty sure that some evil virus will be unleashed on humankind via the coach passengers on a plane.

In deference to my cold, I only walked 5.1 miles today.

Another nice day. Walked 6.6 miles. The ocean was still a little unfriendly, so no swimming.

You all know that I am not a wildlife photographer. But I stopped to take a picture of this feral kitty. I pretended it was a tiger and I was on Safari in Africa.

We did get some waves today. But they were jumped as far as surfing went because of the wind. But that didn’t stop a few of the guys from trying.

In my crazed fitness campaign today I logged 6.4 miles.  We had meatloaf, potato salad and Brussels sprouts for lunch. Avocado and tomato sandwiches on tap for dinner. Carlton watched tennis on TV. Life is is good.

Windy and cloudy right now, we might have big waves tomorrow. They will have big waves on the other islands just don’t know how big they will be by the time they get here.  “They” say the waves will be 50 foot faces on Oahu with 18 footers on our island. We are on a bay. Arrival time late tomorrow AM. We’ll see…

I rather overdid my exercise routine today. After I walked 5 1/4 miles I was all done for the rest of the day. Did a little yoga and declared it too cold and cloudy for swimming.

And for all my friends in the snow here’s one from my walk this morning.

Walking done. Yoga done. Swim later. That is about it.

Now, about that rambutan. This is the part you eat. Seven calories of juicy sweetness.

Not completely at home with my computer free life. I miss my Lightroom. But this is good too. I just deleted about 100 photos from my SD card.  And frankly nobody will ever miss then.

 

Serious case of jet lag.

Went to grocery store. And farm market. And for a small swim. And strolled around the village looking for “what’s new”.

that thing is a rambutan. You eat it.

1055 mountain time.

So far So good. We are flying over the flat part of America right now. And the snow is gone. Mr C is in the next row. I see him reading his kindle. I got mad at him this morning, it was actually good to be mad at him. It has been months since I let myself get annoyed with him. But, unplugging my WiFi is an annoy worthy action.

We got to the hotel at about 7:30 PM. I went over to the ABC Store (think 7-11) and picked up beer, sandwiches, Doritos and yogurt. That was dinner and will be breakfast. Then we went f a small walk. And then I declared myself done for the day.

Using my cell connection with the iPad right now…

Bags packed. Boarding passes printed. Toys charged. Are we there yet?

Still have a few things to do… I told Mr that he is responsible for feeding himself from 8AM tomorrow morning until noon Sunday. He filled up a ziplock bag with granola bars. If the plane makes it to Phoenix on time, I’ll get a sandwich.

When I travel alone, I eat in restaurants, bars, and grab stuff from airport food cars. But, when Mr C is along – his aversion to “eating out” reduces my dining options to Luna Bars. I do go to Starbucks and nicely ask “Do you want something from Starbucks?” “No, he will grumble, I am fine”. And, my great guilty travel pleasure is Egg McMuffins. I love Egg McMuffins. But, I only eat them in airports.

Ok – I am back… I took a break to clean out the fridge. And, I broke down and made a couple of ham and cheese sandwiches for us to take on the plane. I sort of miss the old days. When we complained about airplane food.

Hitting the Metro at about 0800 hours tomorrow morning.

Cleaned the kitchen. Picked up drugs at the pharmacy. Tossed a couple of pair of scuffy shorts, some t-shirts, several swimsuits, mask and snorkel, de minimis undergarments in my backpack. I don’t have an underwater camera at this instant. (mine flooded last winter.) But, that is why we have Amazon. I’ll take one of my cameras and my iPad Mini and the beloved iPod. And the Kindle which is not electronics gear – it is a book.  Might have to pick up additional SD cards. But, that is why we have Amazon.

Now, what am I going to do about my blubbery body? I could do the old eat half as much/exercise twice as much routine. The next 6 weeks is going to be all about ME. As long as Mr C is OK. And, I think he’ll be fine, for now.

Nope. I am not ready to leave yet. I haven’t done anything. zero. ziltch. nada. zip. Indeed, I am sort of sitting here with a deer in headlights glaze.

I was busy busy busy at the volunteer job. Hope I am less busy tomorrow.

And maybe tomorrow or Friday – I’ll spring into action. Heck, I might end up doing what I always said I’d do. Just lock the door. Go to the airport. Get on a plane. And when I get to Kona – just buy what I need. (Except for technology and camera gear of course.)

Nice sunset today. All around nice day. Before going to work, I got us tickets to Kona. And after Mr C came home from volunteering – he got our hotel room nailed down. Our division of labor – if can be best done electronically – I do it. If it is best done in person – Mr C does it.

At his volunteer job today, Carlton helped a woman, only 62, who found herself suddenly widowed with a bunch of health issues that she couldn’t deal with. She apparently has two houses. And plenty of money. But, events got away from her and she is in a very bad place and is really unable to get herself the kind of care that she needs. We can see this happening to either of us. As long as we are two – we are OK. But, as soon as we are only one – the one may not be OK.

As a result of his interaction with her – he said that as soon as we get back from Hawai’i we are going to start out of a quest for “what is next”. We are not real interested in moving to an old folks asylum… But – we really can not count on being run over by a bus. If we are very lucky, we’ll be mentally and physically fit until the end – when we will have a nice speedy exit. But, can we count on that?

I had told Carlton that if I am left alone – I’d move into an old ladies home. But, today was the first time that he acknowledged that a Plan Next is needed. A plan for me. A plan for Carlton. And a plan for both of us.

But, I got distracted – we leave for Kona on Saturday.