It’s Sunday night here in Zambia and I am watching the Baltimore Ravens vs the Houston Texans NFL playoff game live. It’s just like I’m at home except that it’s snowing in Seattle (it’s 75 here), Micah is there and I’m in a hotel room. Ok, nothing like being at home.
I’m kind of excited about this as this is my last work trip for at least 4 months (I’m knocking on wood). This was a very last minute trip. I was supposed to be in Zambia the last 2 weeks of January but “volunteered” to go two weeks early (for a total of 4 weeks) because no one else could and our project really need someone to go. In exchange for my flexibility, I negotiated a travel free Spring. Well, no travel for work. I worry a little that I’ll get antsy, but then I realize that I will be home for 4 months and can make plans. It sounds crazy but I’m excited to not travel. I can finally take a few classes I want to take. I can finally start and finish a few projects on my list. We can make snowshoeing and hiking plans. I can spend time with my sister and catch up with friends. Seriously, I’m so excited. I LOVE traveling but the last 6 months have been long. In the last 4.5 months I’ve spent 5 weeks in Zambia, a week in Philadelphia, a week in Santa Barbara and 4 weeks in Zambia (again).
OK, so there is a little travel in our future. Micah and I are going to Hawaii in mid-February. I’m really excited as I’ve never been to Hawaii. I know, it’s insane that I’ve never been but we’re fixing that. We’re headed to Maui for a week. We rented a condo and a car and are ready to have adventures. I’ve been asking everyone for suggestions, so if you have anything to share, please do. Road to Hana, snorkeling and maybe a luau are on the list. It’s my first time, I have to go to a luau, right?
I finally accepted that I’m never going to be a runner. Over the last 6 months I’ve made myself go running a couple dozen times. I’d go for 40 minutes of pure torture. I want to like running but I just don’t. I’ve finally accepted that. I’ll have to find some cardio that I enjoy that’s easy to get to. In the meantime, I’m excited to finally taking part in the 4 month trail membership at my local Pilates studio. I’ve been taking reformer Pilates on and off for the last 6 months and love it.
Last year our tomato plants produced a ridiculous amount of tomatoes. The only problem was that we never got a good stretch of hot, dry weather so the tomatoes would either get moldy or wouldn’t ripen on the vine. I tried ripening them in the house, but it didn’t work. I really love growing my own tomatoes so I’m thinking of getting or building a small greenhouse. Is that crazy?
The Master Bath
While I’m here, Micah and Dadtractor are doing some work to our master bathroom. They are putting in heated floors, laying tile and installing the cement countertop we made. It’s hard being away while the work is being done. Micah is slightly worried about the project because he’s scared I’m not going to like the floor tiles he picked out. I’d say I’m 15% worried I won’t be happy with the bathroom but that means I have an 85% chance of being happy right? I just need to focus on decorating and putting together the finishing touches.
People are going to think this is very weird but Micah and I only talk to each other once a week when I’m away. We email everyday or every other day but we only talk once a week. It’s not as if we can’t talk more, we just don’t. The first 1.5 years of our relationship were long distance and we only spoke once a week when I was living in Manchester, England and he was in Brooklyn. When I was DC, we still only spoke two or three times a week. I think we’re just used to the limited calls. It’s not about money (work covers the calls), I don’t know what it is. Don’t get me wrong, I miss him tons and sometimes get the urge to just call but then I remember how looking forward to our weekly chat makes the week go by faster. We don’t even text each other during the week. I know, we’re strange.
I have to work on MLK day. It’s weird that I have to work but then it’s not as I’m in another country. I feel bad that I have to work because MLK day is a holiday that means something to me.
So, what’s on you mind this week?