Thursday, December 30, 2010

Day 46; Assessing the Damage

Thursday, December 30

Our condo here in Kona is a part-time rental when we are not using it ourselves.  It always amazes me how things change in between our visits.  Of course, Kona is always 'under construction' with road widening, changes in restaurants, etc., but I mean changes within my own condo.  I am a bit obsessive-compulsive when it comes to organization.  Especially my kitchen.  My plates and bowls were on a different shelf, my coffee cups were in a different cabinet on the other side of the kitchen, 2 drinking cups were missing from the set of tumblers (just bought them before we left), a propane tank was missing from the BBQ (we always keep a spare), and my entire monkey pod plate/bowl collection was absolutely ruined.  And believe me folks, this stuff ain't cheap!


It was obvious that most of the plates and bowls had been put in the dishwasher, which totally compromised the wood finish.  Even though I have washing instructions posted on the cabinet where they are stored and a label that states:  "Not Dishwasher Safe."  There is a white spotty film all over the wood, which makes it look diseased.  Eeeewww.  Don't know if it can be saved...

Of course, a couple of DVDs are missing, as well as books, but this is the nature of the beast when it comes to rentals.  It's just the cost of doing business, I suppose.  We like to offer nice, upscale furniture, fixtures, and supplies for our guests, but nothing we have provided is going to make me cry if it is missing or damaged.  In other words, it's just stuff

Another pet peeve of mine is furniture being rearranged and curtains out of whack. My bed has panel curtains attached on all sides of the four-poster canopy and the I find that the tiebacks are wadded up around the panel curtains (that is, if they are tied back at all).  Each panel loop should be equal distance apart to make the panel curtain fan out.  Sheesh.  What's so difficult to understand here?



And I don't know why renters would want to rearrange the placement of my furniture!  It is, what it is-- 
My chaise lounge chairs were on the right side of the lanai and the outdoor dining table set was moved to the left.  Someone did a switcheroo.  And this was no easy feat-- The table set is wrought iron!



I placed the coffee table just the way it is in my photo; at an angle, serving both sofa and love seat:  

When I got here, the sofa and love seat were reversed, and the coffee table was lined up parallel with the love seat, out of reach of the sofa!  Pl-eeeease.

Okay, so I am a little anal retentive. 

Kidding, I am WAY anal retentive.  But, not gonna let it bother me.  No way.  So what if things have been moved around? 

However, everything will be put back my way tomorrow, that's for sure.  I call it "Operation I Want It The Way It's Supposed To Be."  (Might need to condense that one)

Day 45; Aloha

Wednesday, December 29

Headed out to our vacation home in Kona, Hawaii.  Hopefully, this will be a distraction, knowing that my soldier will deploy to Iraq some time within the next 30 days.  Detailed information regarding is departure is sketchy; highly confidential. 

As usual, I emailed pertinent information for my son Robert "just in case something happens," as I am not a friendly flier.  It never seems to get any easier for me.  Please, just get me from point A to point B. 

Flying is truly 'In God's hands" as I put it, and some day I plan to write a book about my fears of flying. 

Alas, we are here, and I hope to de-stress if at all possible.  Lots of margaritas may play a huge part in this.

Day 43; Return to Empty Nest

Monday, December 27

Robert left at 5am for a week-long trip to Lake Tahoe with his buddies before returning to UCLA next week.  Ah, the days of youth.

Today will be 'Operation Clean-Up.'  Gotta get this house back to normal.  My kitchen is a complete disaster, the living room is littered with wrapping paper and gift bags, and the Christmas tree is shedding needles (my bare feet cannot take this abuse any longer--those needles are nasty!). 

...The aftermath of Christmas. 

We were so busy getting ready for Christmas that all television shows were put on hold.  After I clean up my disasterous house, I must go to work deleting all of the movies and television shows from my TiVo list that I had no time to watch:  White Christmas, How the Grinch Stole Christmas, Santa Claus is Coming to Town, and A Charlie Brown Christmas.  They just don't hold the same magic when you watch them after Christmas has passed (although, truly, I could enjoy the movie White Christmas any day of the year!).

Day 42; Saying Goodbye

Sunday, December 26, 2010  --  4:25am 

Hugged my soldier for the 3rd time in 5 minutes.  And I looked up into his green eyes and didn't know what to say to him, except "I love you and I am so proud of you, and don't worry about us; we will be fine." 

Yeah, right.  I won't be "fine," but it seemed like the appropriate thing to say to him.  I can't even type these words without tears streaming down my face.

I watched him walk out the door and disappear from my sight.  Yes, I know there will be telephones, Skype, emails, etc., but I cannot believe I will not hug my son for a year

And I pray to Almighty God that I will indeed have that opportunity.

Day 41; Blessed Be Christmas Day

Saturday, December 25

What a beautiful day, and what a wonderful reason to celebrate.  Glory be to God.

Family, friends, music, food, and festivities (e.g., Lakers... ugh, on Christmas?)

After getting Tom Turkey successfully dressed and into the oven, my golden retriever and I took a quiet walk across the street to the park to sit for a while and reflect. 

These are the dark moments. 

Missing my mom, my dad.  Both of my parents died within the last few years of lung cancer.  First my dad, then my mom followed a couple of years later.  My dad was a big time smoker throughout his life; my mom was a non-smoker.  Who says 2nd-hand smoke isn't dangerous? 

The Christmas holiday has certainly changed over the years for my family.  Gone are the days of my parents joining us for a big holiday gathering, playing Balderdash, or Texas Hold 'em after a big meal.  Even my sister and her husband have found alternate plans for Christmas day.  My mom was the glue when it came to family gatherings.  Now that she has left this world, things will never be the same in so many ways. 

I walked back to the house and called my sister to wish her a happy Christmas.  It was good to talk to her.  She said she visited my mother's grave today (about a 3-hour drive away for me) and then visited friends. 

When I focused on my own group here at the house, we gathered 'round the table and my soldier said the prayer.  Warms my heart.  We stuffed ourselves silly, but isn't that the way it's supposed to go?  I feel a food-coma coming on soon.





My soldier leaves tomorrow at 4:30am for the airport.  That's all I can think about right now.

Day 40; Christmas Eve

Not a lot of computer time today.  Preparation for tomorrow's feast. 

Day 39; Let's Get It Started

My face hurts from smiling so much.  Can you die of happiness?

Opening Christmas gifts today.  My soldier is only here for a few days, so why wait?  He gave me a beautiful silver neckage that says "Army Mom."  I love it.  I call it my 'worry stone' and will rub it constantly until I wear it out.

Robert gave me a blue topaz ring.  It is incredible and matches my other silver jewelry perfectly (hubby went above and beyond with the bling this year...). 

Lots of laughs; lots of food today.