Hell’s Half Acre

Musings from the Caribbean

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It’s that time of the month when the world is about to end. Again.

April 23rd, 2008 · 6 Comments

You’d think I’d figure this out, or even chart it, but I don’t. And I should, because then it wouldn’t surprise me. Maybe next month. Procrastinate much?

The kids eat nothing but junk. I’m eventually going to have to get a new computer but probably not because I’ll never pass this course because I’ll never get out of Session 3 because I just don’t have what it takes. And I never see the sun anymore and we never exercise and I’ve gained about 110 kilos or whatever and my ass is dragging down to my ankles. And I am forgetting Spanish.

And we aren’t getting ANYTHING done on the palapa and we can spend ALL day doing nothing but dishes and laundry and STILL not have it done and the kids won’t eat anything we make. Kinda makes you wonder about all those dirty dishes, but HEY SOMETHING SHINY (no logic will be allowed here).

And we’re getting totally priced out of the Merida market for ruins, and honestly WHAT IS THE DEAL with spending a bajillion dollars for a frickin RUIN but I guess that is centro and honestly, you can’t touch a ruin in San Miguel for under 3 bajillion.

And we never travel anymore but honestly, how could we as all we do all day is wash dishes and do laundry and for freaks sake, we’re living on the CARIBBEAN and sometimes we never even step out of the freaking palapa and what is the SENSE of living on the Caribbean if you can’t get your house destroyed by a hurricane or step in the sea on a daily basis. I’ll tell you what! We’re WASTING our lives away! The kids’ little brains are turning to mush and we’ve definitely lost ours and the kids will be selling their souls to pay the therapy bills because their parents allowed their brains to rot.

And I missed the moonrise AGAIN and it was so fat and orange and lovely on the horizon the other night when I didn’t have my camera and by the time I FINALLY remember it will be gone. Every Single Night I slap my head and say, “I CAN’T BELIEVE I FORGOT THE FREAKING MOONRISE AGAIN!!”. And then I do in the next night. And probably, the moon will explode and then I’ll never ever in a bajillion years, ever get a shot of the moonrise (ever) again.

And I’m the optimist in the family.

Tags: Family

6 responses so far ↓

  • 1 jody // Apr 24, 2008 at 6:31 am

    I smell a road trip.

    And it is y fault that the kids brains are turning to mush…I have procrastinated to no end on getting my scanner hooked up. I will do that this morning. Do you have the core 1&2 books.

  • 2 papa // Apr 24, 2008 at 10:08 am

    After spending 27 months in the Army without thinking a single thought I went to grad school at UC Berkeley and:

    1. Found I was at best average (for the first time in my life), and
    2. Found that my brain had turned to mush in the Army (and this was BEFORE using the pharaceuticals available in Berkeley in the 60’s) when I took my first mid-term exam and had a hard time remembering my name so I could write it on my exam paper….

    Even so, I did recall my name after too many minutes and went on to unmush my brain, albeit slowly, one day after another, just as all of us mid-Westeners (you and me) do - just put one foot in front of the other, today, tomorrow, the next day, until you get where you want to go.

    You go GIRL!

    love, papa

  • 3 CancunCanuck // Apr 24, 2008 at 10:37 am

    As Monty Python taught me “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life”. I know, truly annoying when things look bad and we are in the bah humbug state. As simple and trite as it sounds, submersing myself in the ocean, putting my head right under the water and listening and feeling the sea and the earth can really put things in perspective for me. Our problems are insignificant in the grand scheme of the world, embrace the fabulous things around you. The ocean, the sun, the moon (you don’t have to catch it rising, just gaze at it whenever you can!), the birds, the iguanas, the palm trees, the lizards that make kissy noises, just “be” with them for five minutes of quiet time, remove the brain chatter for a short time and recharge…..

    If this was too annoying and sickeningly “tree hugger” for you, I’m sorry. I think I was trying to convince myself of the same things, hahaha, and if I would only take the advice I give others, life would be grand.

    Hope the mood picks up! Remember, life could always be much, much worse.

  • 4 MBW // Apr 24, 2008 at 3:51 pm

    I think us vagabonds just start to mold if kept in one place too long. We thought we’d head cross-country before moving to Europe this summer (for the year) but then gas prices here in CA went through the roof, and I just can’t justify it. It rather bums me out, as I was really looking forward to it. So here we sit, and not even on the Caribbean. :(

    As far as brain cells go, you know, I’m with you there - I’ll be taking the LSAT for the third freakin’ time come June. Not that my first two were horrific, but just not good enough to get me into a school where I can justify taking on $100K in debt at age 45.

    The one bright note is I finally started a diet/exercise regime, to take off four kids worth of baby weight (ha! Kezzie is almost 6!) Ten pounds down, and I won’t be confessing how many left to go, but a lot. But, it’s a start. Even got Eric to walk with me morning and night, without the kids. Might as well look into joining the local gym for a couple of months as well, since we’ll be here. Sigh, the road, it does call, eh?

  • 5 vicki // Apr 25, 2008 at 10:33 am

    I was feeling the exact same way!! Now we moved just 150 miles away to Utah and it’s made a big difference. We get out almost everyday, and force the kids to enjoy all our road trips..lol..Nah, they’re actually wannting to go out here, too. Don’t you leave too soon, though….Joey was just telling someone last night that we’re going to Mexico instead of Maui now!! That is some progress….and we don’t want to come down there w/o you guy there. :(

    Big hugs! Vicki

  • 6 agatha // Apr 30, 2008 at 3:25 pm

    Maybe you need a change of scene. How about Spain?

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