February 15, 2005
Love Among the Ruins
the adorable little fuzzballs...
The lovers in our household are pictured here. There is nothing more adorable to me than watching Mak and Nani in mutual grooming and snuggling action. They put up with each others faults, Mak is always trying to do the boy thing with Nani (he's fixed but hasnt a clue)or lay on her, using her for a pillow, do the kneeding thing on her,and play roughly,none of which she likes. (he's also a lot like Woody and has no notion of proper behavior with the litterbox... flinging sand everywhere, the cat equivilant of leaving the seat up, and sometimes missing...ugh) Nani is a show off, a mooch at the dinner table, and steals any bug or critter that Mak catches and prompty eats it. She jumps on the counters and on the (horrors!)stove top, and onto your lap only of journalling or writing a letter. She screams like a tortured being if Mak even makes a move towards her and she grooms him incessantly. I think that is the feline equivant of nagging...she learned this from her mom...me the consumate nag.
But on the whole they are cheerful with each other and contentedly cuddle on our bed or half in their carriers half out,noses touching. Once in a while Nani will try to join Makoa in his carrier as he is sleeping for a bit of grooming but this is like 27 teenagers piling into a Neon, marginally sucessful and hard on
everything involved. Mutual hissing and a swat or two and Ms offender goes to her own little den, gets in, and sleeps on the strategically placed, flattened paper bag...she loves them.
Love being the theme of the day I thought that I would comment on our moving and the packing up. As I posted yesterday, we have the offer and we did accept and the people are comming to see the place on Friday. What is astounding to me is this idea that somehow I am going to have the place pristine, freshly painted, and spotless by then. Well, no, its not going to happen unless the paint faries come and do it... I am not Martha Stewart, and my home is actually very simple, to the point of plain, unless you lift the cover off the inlaid table lol. The previous owner had the place done country and it looked like a doll house, but the minute I moved in all of that country crap went O-U-T...Yuck. What is in its place is a more European type look that fits the beach and outdoor culture of the place. I think the place has been sold as a doll house and its a people house insted...or a cat house!
These agents think I do nothing all day but sit in the store, and could easily paint or move all of my furniture to the garage or hang new drapes as I am taking some of these with me, the lace are family things...its in the disclosure, and "gee wont you paint the bathrooms?" ect. "No I dont think so, I am working at closing the store." The sad thing is that both of the agents have been in and seen the frenzied melee of shopping that is Azure Seas from opening at 9 supposed to be 10 but I let them in once the "good stuff" is locked down, then closing at 5 but its been 7pm and the tear down...Gads! I am leaving the 30th of March FOREVER, so I have just about enough time to do my business wrap up and pack my crap that I havent sold... They know but could care less, as its not about me but about the house and their deal...
Yes I hate the process as I love my house and dont want to lose it...We always love what we cant posess any longer...
You learn about what you really love as you prepare to move particularly cross country, or trans oceanic. My books, CDs and momentos gathered and even a few of those now are in the Good Will box, and best forgotten. Photos. I found some goodies that I will share in the comming days that I quickly scanned into the computer before they were lost like most of my wedding snaps have gone. Become mush in the damp air here. Do any of you have old clothing that you cant bear to toss out for the sentimentality of it all? Then come to Hawaii and let Madam Mildew have her way with it. You will toss it out as fast as possible. Woody was particularlly ruthless yesterday partially cause of mildew and a fed-up-ed-ness with the whole thing.
Today I am cleaning up my office and taking a break to blog while Woody is getting a nap prior to going to the 4-12 guarding shift. I make a lot of noise as I clean and toss and box up I also need to spend a good bit of time at my desk tonight to start to clean up at least 6 months of paperwork off the store. I have not had the heart for it since I knew it was all over with in November. Its going to be a pain.
Then the day. Today is one of those heartbreakingly beautiful Hawaii days that thrill me.Warm and sunny big white clouds drifting by and a sprinkle of rain her and there. A Tradewind blowing the vog south... Our Agent's husband, who built this place with the thought of living here for the rest of his life has been helping us with some maintainace stuff. I told him that this sort of day is what I shall miss, it is what I love about this place and I will miss this house, its a good house, and I have enjoyed living here. I also said that if it hurt him to see his dream home trashed by bad handling, I was sorry, we just didint know how to take care of it. Ron gripped my arm and with his New England accent said that "he knew we'd been through a lot and good times are just around the corner and not to worry." I know that is true...
Im am still in love with Hawaii and will be keeping my eye on here even from a distance. Some times a relationship isnt ment to be, yet you still love. Thats how I am. I believe that sometimes the love among the ruins can be the sweetest and the most forgiving of loves. You see the whole and love just the same, it is Agape the Divine love that binds, no matter what the circumstances.
