March 17, 2017

Friday.  The day we leave for Hawaii!!!

I woke up, properly exfoliated and shaved in the shower, and then went and got a spray tan.  This time I chose the light version as opposed to medium, which I got last time when I turned so tan that the kids were a little shocked.  This is much more subtle.  But, it made me really excited for our trip!

I made the kids clean all morning.  I had them vacuuming their rooms, washing windows and mirrors, and putting away every single stitch of clean laundry.  At one point, later in the day, when I was still trying to keep things clean, Miles said, incredulously, "Why are you still cleaning?'

I said, "I'm about to leave for Hawaii!  I need to make sure everything is nice and clean."

Miles said, "You don't have to clean to go to Hawaii, do you?!?!"

Yes, Miles, yes, I do.  And the sooner you learn the ways of a woman, the better.  Ha ha!

Because we haven't finished up the documents with the attorney who is helping with our estate planning (that sounds so posh!), I decided I'd better write up a temporary will in case we die (that sounds so morbid!).  Being the writer that I am, I halfway wanted to write out some long drawn out love letter.  I wanted to express my ultimate love for my family.  I wanted to pour out my heart, because, well, everyone would be reading it only if I died!  But instead, I wrote it in a rather straight-forward way (with a little heartfelt love, too, of course...after all, I am Rindi!), and sealed it up in an envelope.  I wrote it very quickly and cringed to think that if I died, that would be my last piece of writing.  Not my best work, probably,  But there it is, sealed and ready, "In case of emergency."

And finally, after a whole day getting ready (it seemed like it to me, AND to Miles), Mom and Dad came over at 8 p.m.  The kids were still bouncing off the walls after playing outside and working on their gymnastics routines again all evening.  But we got everyone tucked into bed, I went over the pages and pages of detailed instructions with Mom while Dad was upstairs telling stories, and then it was time to leave.

But as we tip-toed out of our dark, quiet house, ready to hit the road, we heard Lance crying in his crib.  I tried to go back in and rock him or help him go back to sleep, but he was wide awake.  It was really hard, but I kissed him and left him awake with Emma and Mom trying to help.  It was 11:30 p.m., and I was leaving Lance awake.  There goes my perfect plan.

I tried to just not worry about it, and as we got farther and farther away from St. George and our house, I had to let it go and trust that everything will be just fine.  I am so grateful to Mom and Dad.  My heart swells when I think of this service they are providing for me.  I know everything will be great while I'm gone.

And now, ALOHA!!