Sorry for the long gap in blog updates. Like most military families, during the summer months, we are partaking in a PCS. Right now, we are in the middle of finding a home, our car and personal belongings are somewhere in the middle of the Pacific Ocean and we are learning the area that we just moved to days ago.
You know, the normal chaotic nature that is Army life. No big deal.
I have to say, we loved living in Hawaii and enjoyed every second of it, but I am so happy to be out of a hotel, I don’t know where to begin. Hotel living is perfectly acceptable and fun when you are on your honeymoon or vacation in beautiful Waikiki, but when PCSing, things get a little more interesting.
We stayed in Army lodging for about 10 days. Having lodging in the heart of Honolulu is a treat and we really did enjoy our last few days on the island. But, extended stays in hotels can be a little stressful and tiresome and we are glad it is over.
Hotel living, like that, is not for the faint of heart. That is why Army spouses can hang the way we do.
I joked before our movers came that I would miss our personal belongings, except my washer and dryer. You see, I have a love/hate relationship with my washer and dryer. I really don’t like laundry. I never get caught up. I felt like I lived in my laundry room before the move took place. I was getting a little bit excited to have some sort of break.
I don’t know what I was thinking.
If there are mounds of laundry at my house on a daily basis, why would that suddenly change overnight with us at a hotel? It didn’t. I had piles of it. Why did I say that about my washer and dryer? I missed it, I really did. I was all wrong about wanting that WEEK LONG BREAK from laundry and now I was having to rally for position in the laundry room with every other spouse on the 12th floor of the Hale Koa and their mounds of laundry.
It felt like college all over again. The waiting, people hovering, the not so great dryer. Ah, man. I even tried washing stuff in the tub. I know, I have no shame. (It really isn’t too bad.) I just didn’t want to deal with that washer and dryer. Oh the silliness. Once again, the laundry was overtaking me. I just need to accept the fact that, laundry is a part of my life and there is no vacation from it.
In all seriousness, we were crammed in a little room for 10 days, I washed clothes in the tub, we ate enough PB & J to last a lifetime and we made memories. We had our interesting moments, but we took our son to the beach, the pool, the Honolulu Zoo. We ate at some fun restaurants and spent time together as a family. We knew that the move could be stressful, but chose for it not to be. After having such a long year apart from one another with the recent deployment, we made the most of everything, the best way we knew how. The little things could have gotten to us, but we did our best to not let them. (Even with a cranky, sick 2 year-old.)
I am really excited for the upcoming year, my husband’s new job and the area where we are living now. Army life – so much can happen in just a couple of weeks, I love it.