The routine I have developed since living here, is that I wake up (without an alarm) between 5:30 and 7am every day, even weekends. I wonder into the main area where I see my husband drinking his coffee and watching the news. By this time he has a couple cups of coffee under his belt so he is very awake and sometimes very talkative. After 10 yrs of marriage, he understands that I am not that awake yet and sometimes just cannot comprehend what he is talking about. If I do, I respond and if not, well, I just wonder on past him toward the coffee pot. I pour my coffee in my favorite coffee mug (Army Mom) and head for the porch. When the door opens and that wonderful sea breeze hits my face, I smile and breathe it in. I sit on the couch outside and watch across the street as the construction workers get dropped off to start their day and all of those motivated people who are walking, running and walking their dogs. The ones I admire most are those who are walking the hill beside our house. I have not tackled this yet, but I will. Maybe someday I will know their names or at least wave to them and they will wave back.
Sometimes I am entertained by the family of monkeys that migrate through our yard. It is funny because I never see them on the weekends, only weekdays. Where do they go? There are days that I grab my camera and take pictures of them or video. I have included a video for you today of one morning they were very playful. If you notice, most of them will look before crossing the road, others just trust the monkey in front of them. Rumor has it that if one of the monkeys cross first and the one behind it gets caught by a car or something that makes it turn back, they beat up the successful monkey that made it across. I have yet to see this, but I can't wait.
While all of this is going on, I watch the sailboats on their journey to wherever they may be going, the kite surfers getting in that morning rush and the sun just starting to peek over the mountain. Once the rays of sunshine start coming over, I know that my day has started. Sometimes Ron gets to see the monkeys and sometimes he has to go to work before it starts. He giggles and says, "Don't be to lazy today..."
Lazy is something I am not to much of these days. On my days off in the states, I would sometimes just stay in my pj's all day and lay in bed or on the couch and watch TV all day long, and not even go outside. Now I will stay in my pj's all day, but that is because I am going to be cleaning and sweating, and the pj's are already dirty, so why change into clean clothes, when I can just use the ones I have on. Then I can take a shower and be clean all over. Sometimes on a hot or very busy day, I will have 2 or 3 showers. That was normal on those days that I was unpacking from morning until night. I would work until the clothes I had on were soaked in sweat and I just couldn't stand the smell anymore and would take a very cool shower, change clothes and back at it again. I also realized that my daily perfume was no longer flowery or fruity, it was baby powder and bug spray. Mosquitoes seem to be attracted to perfume, so they win, I don't wear it.
When I go to town, the items in my bag have changed as well. While my bag in the states was like a brief case and I just couldn't do without anything in there, priorities change and my bag now consists of a bottle coozie, toilet paper, hand sanitizer and of course my wallet. I will drop my iPhone in there when I am going to be spending a long time in town because I will head to Sweet Lime for a nice cool drink and some WiFi time.
I also realized this morning that I haven't left the house all week except to walk to the beach with Ron on Tuesday. Monday I cleaned the family room, exercised on the Wii for a couple hours, cooked something, but I don't remember what and crashed early. Tuesday, I cleaned the living room, made something in the kitchen and walked to the beach with Ron. We had leftovers, but I couldn't tell you what they were, isn't that awful? Wednesday, I didn't clean at all, I decided to cook all day. A friend came down and she made a pile of pancakes to freeze for her kids, I tried my hand at tortillas, but that didn't turn out so well, showed them how to make macaroni pie, made a caramelized onion and mushroom quiche, and then we had steak, macaroni pie and salad for dinner. I also made a batch of Biscotti that was the best I have made yet. Yesterday, after making a loaf of bread so Ron could have a sandwich at lunch, I mainly worked in my office all day trying to get things organized. I made hard copies of all the photos we have taken since being in St.Kitts and that took 4 Cd's. A couple friends came by and we shot the breeze for a couple hours and then back to my office. My goal is to be completely organized this time around. There is nothing more frustrating than to know what pic you want and have to go through 20 Cd's to find it, or looking for a document and not know which file it's in. Let's hope I stick to the plan.
Today is Friday and now that the sun has come up, my coffee is gone, it is time to start the day. I believe some yoga is in store for me this morning. I was quite stiff this morning and that is probably from sitting at my desk for so many hours yesterday. We may head to the beach for happy hour this evening, who knows. I will have something out for dinner either way. But what will that be?
I believe I like this blogging thing, because it is like I am talking to each and every one of you like you are here. I hope you feel that way too. Enjoy your day and I will be blogging diligently for you...
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