Being back “home” is making me think we’ve made a mistake coming here. What were we thinking? Why in the world are we here? To appreciate what we don’t have? Perhaps…
What I’m doing to keep from going insane is going along with the cabin in the country story. We’re here in the country temporarily while we sort our our setup in the city.
Now that we’re committed to Hawaii, it’s safe to say Honolulu is our permanent #1 city. Why aren’t we there? Why did we leave? What’s the take-away from this very tough journey we’ve taken?
We must leave here at all costs. The wind, rain and cold have been cranking non-stop since we’ve returned.