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More tales from the 2012 Aloha Road Trip adventure.

After several rounds of negotiation in which we gave up all but our first born son (“A”, you’re worth more than a house), the final, final, final addendum/agreement/suicide pact was signed, scanned and emailed back to our realtors, the Wonder Women.  We do not have a closing date, so let’s stick with the 9th for now.

Furniture gone as of tonight: the 2nd TV, the bedroom suite, “A & H’s” mattress set.  Spoken for but not picked up: the TV stand, bookcase and barstools.  Basically, we’re down to one lawn chair and my blue chair, but either or both might be gone by tomorrow.  Our mattress set is gone Monday.

We shopped Target, Walmart, Dunham’s Sporting Goods, Meijer and MC Sporting Goods for air mattresses.  We’ll need them for the next 2.7 weeks and we can ship them to Hawaii for use in our new but empty apartment.  As soon as we find one.  Currently, we ain’t got a home once we get there, and HPD will kick us off the beach after a few days.  At least, they do on “Hawaii-50”.

Tomorrow, “H” and I clean out the kitchen and pantry.  I’m afraid it’s going to be beans, rice and odd side dishes from the cans of food we have left.  Better stock up on paper plates and cups, too.

Our 2012 Aloha Road Trip T shirts are here!  Vistaprint shipped them in 5 days for a nominal fee of $16.00.  The slogan and palm trees are on the front, “Hawaii or Bust” on the back.  Let’s see how long it will be before someone points out that you can’t drive to Hawaii.

Sunday, we work on resumes.  Monday, I start planning the Aloha Road Trip.  Michigan to California.  Any suggestions?

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It’s 23 days until our road trip to Hawaii.

Today, one TV and stand, one kitchen table and one computer (with printer, speakers, etc) left the building.  Dinner was at Applebee’s as the last customer left after 8:00.  The phone is ringing off the hook.

Today’s highlight – walking into the elevator at work and having a man wearing a Hawaiian shirt ask me where was I going.  I ignored the obvious answer and said, “Where they made that shirt.  In three weeks.  Permanently.”

Today’s low (is lowlight a word?) – Hearing how the inspections went.  You’d think someone buying a 27 year old condo wouldn’t be upset that it has a 27 year old furnace, air conditioner and water heater.  It’s like the people who complain about a heat wave.  In July.  Like that never happens.

We have complete faith in the Wonder Women, our realtors.  Everything will work out.  We’ll be sitting and sleeping on the floor for the next month, but we’ll eventually make it to Paradise (cue the harps).

Tomorrow’s blog might not appear as I see prescription drugs in my future.  Oral surgery, people.  Get your mind out of the ghetto.  We are not in a crack house.

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The word is out.  I handed in my resignation today, so I can now blog about the 2012 Aloha Road Trip.

What is it?  My husband, “L”, son, “A” and DIL, “H” are all moving to Oahu.  For the geography challenged (as we were), it’s the 3rd largest Hawaiian island.  The one with Honolulu.

Why are we going?  It was a process of over a year that morphed from “some day” to “maybe” to “what if?” to “should we do it?” to “Why wait?”  It took over two years to sell our condo and 49 days to sell their house.  We’re all living together at the moment in the condo, a 21st century Brady Bunch, only without Alice.

I’m going to try to chronicle some of the ups and downs as we prepare for a pack-up-the-house move, the move itself and acclimating to a place where nobody knows our name. (feel free to hum the “Cheers” theme song).

T-Minus 24 days – Our tentative closing date is Aug 9th.  Maybe sooner.  On the 7th we drive “A” and “H” to Chicago to catch a flight to Vegas, where they will stay for three days, visit grandma then fly to Honolulu.  We follow on the 9th (or sooner) by car.  Thus, the Aloha Road Trip.  The T shirts will be here by the end of the week.

Since Thursday, we have sold a grill, a sofa, and are holding two mattress sets, a washer and dryer, a bedroom suite, a TV and kitchen chairs for the right time (I ain’t sleepin’ on no floor) or craigslists customers to pony up the money.  We’ve made four trips to Goodwill (dropping off) and I have packed four boxes to be shipped to my daughter “L” in Alaska and packed nine to take with us.  Try getting rid of 95% of the books you own, and you’ll know my pain.

Still up for sale – one loveseat, one 42″ TV, one living room chair, one glass top table, my sewing machine (sob!) and a binding machine I’ve used for first chapter promo books. Act fast.  As “L” says, “Money talks, bullshit walks.”

I’ve lists galore.  My lists have lists.

We have a Hawaiian bank account.  Woot!  And as soon as I have an account number, I can start transferring other accounts.

Much to do.  I’ll try to keep everyone updated.

Here is today’s word(s) I’ll never use again.  Don’t be jealous.    Wind chill.

Mahalo!

 

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