What Happened to My Plans?

As we all remember, the plan was for me to be the cabana boy and take care of the house and dog while Becky went off to work each day and was the bread winner of the family. That is exactly what happened for our first two weeks but this week has been different. Our poor dog has been home alone and I have been dragooned into assisting with the ramp-up to school opening. My days have been full of running new teachers here and there around the island (bank, embassy, etc.) and doing anything that Becky or Kathy identify as an urgent need. Now I know that I told Becky that I would support her in her new role as principal but I thought it would be more of the emotional/advisory type support not the do actual work type of support.  

Thursday. Back to my usual cabana boy routine. Last night we had a strong wind squall come through and this morning we woke up without power. Our alarm clock has a battery back-up so we got up on time and Becky got ready for work by flashlight. No power also means no water but we had taken some good advice and have stored several gallons of washing water. Drinking water is not a problem but if the power stays off I’ll be carrying sea water in to flush the toilet.

We left the house at the usual time but the road looked like bombs had been going off up and down the sides of the road. We were one of the first cars out this morning and the amount of debris on the road was pretty impressive. Most of it was palm fronds and small tree branches but the real landmines were the coconuts that had fallen into the road. I have been warned about driving over coconuts and have actual had the car stopped when I backed over one so I had to slow down (relative term) to avoid them. Fortunately, with traffic light, I was able zig-zag our way to Kathy’s house like a down-hill skier.

This morning looks a little grey but it looks like the clouds will pass over and there is blue  sky on the horizon. Should be another beautiful day in Majuro and a great day to be a cabana boy!

Willard