Thursday, January 3, 2013

Bread is Overrated; or, Just Another Day at the Beach

Sitting and thinking about purging is a lot different than the real thing.

Today, shoes have caused me much pain. And I'm not talking about my old lady bunions.

I'm talking about the boxes that I've been bumping into for weeks now and decided to tackle. Remember what I said about you really only need 10 pairs of shoes?

Yeah, who was I kidding?!?

Box one---about 10 pairs of shoes, joined another 10 or so pairs from the express shipment. Found a shoe organizer nobody remembers purchasing (and nobody remembers ever seeing in our old house) and filled it. Felt good about my purging efforts, as I managed to get rid of 5 pairs or so.

Then box number 2. More shoes. Hmmm, maybe I don't really need these, I can double up and make room for these, definitely need these.

Then box number 3. More damn shoes!!!

Welcome to hoarders, shoe edition. I won't tell you how many pairs of shoes (boxes and boxes) I got rid of in Texas before The Big Move, and I won't tell you how many I just put in a big box for the thrift store.

I will tell you that I still have over 50 pairs of shoes. Oy vey! I am a shoe hoarder! Get me in a 12-step program. This is going to be a lot more difficult than I envisioned while I sat up in bed, sick as a dog, waxing philosophically about how I need to downsize and get rid of excess stuff in my life.

I'm blaming the codeine cough syrup for my delusions of purging.

Anywho, we may not have bread at the commissary going on four days now (seriously, folks, we have no loaves of bread), but we have the beach!

Today we decided to take the beautiful drive out to Cable Beach, which is at the farthest end of the island from the housing areas. Even if you don't plan on swimming, who could resist a drive that looks like this?




This is what Gitmo looks like. Mostly brown/dry. Mountains in the background. Amazing blue water. Usually all in one frame. I even get all three looking out my front door. But this view on the way to Cable Beach is the prettiest on the island. 

Before hitting the beach, we had to stop to see the progress at The Slot. It's a dive spot that was washed away by Hurricane Sandy, and with lightening speed, has been rebuilt with concrete steps leading to a dive platform. From there, I took an obligatory lighthouse shot. This is the picture everyone who has lived here has taken at least once. 



And finally, a day at the beach---our first in three weeks, thanks to a nasty case of the Gitmo Crud (this is what the doctor says I have, so it's an official diagnosis) that I am finally getting over. 


Since last unpacking update, found: 1 3/4 bedroom lamps, Pedro the Yard Chicken (pics to come), electric guitar. Still looking for: 1/4 bedroom lamp, mates to 5 shoes I really, really need, and glass shelves for china cabinet. 

Stay warm, my friends.  Tomorrow I'm hoping to join Pedro the Yard Chicken for a little quality yard work/amateur landscaping/poisonous toad relocation/bottle tree reconstruction  before returning to work/school on Monday. 

1 comment:

  1. How can you ever have too many shoes?! It is seriously not possible.

    The beaches look absolutely beautiful there!

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