Greetings from the island of Maui! We are ridiculously enjoying ourselves. I mean, come on, the beaches, the weather, the chillax vibe. It’s awesome.
But it’s not perfect every minute of every day. Because I’m human, a female, and neurotic, I will manage to fuck things up one way or another. Not entirely. But it goes something like this.
Vacations are hard work. Sometimes in the midst of the planning, you’re like, ‘screw this, it’s easier to stay home’. Between the pet sitters, packing, laundry before hand, cleaning house so your pet sitter doesn’t think you’ve been ransacked, and logistics arranging- its like a team of special forces just to get out the door.
I’m always afraid of glitches. So here’s what went down. Bear with me- I’m whining a little and I know it’s First World Problem shit, but still.
I forgot my makeup.
Yeah, whatever, no big deal. I don’t think you understand how important my product is to me. I am a makeup guru/whore. I have every product, cosmetic, whatever, under the sun. So forgetting my bag of all things to get me through this trip, on my bathroom counter, that I realized when we were cruising at 30,000 feet- kinda pissed me off. Waterproof mascara, concealer, powder, lipstick… you know, stuff that keeps me from looking like death warmed over. And since it’s a special trip, there were times I wanted to look special.
It’s stupid to be sad over, I know. I go without makeup a lot. We’ve been at the beach and pool, and it’s not like I need it. Although, some of these pictures, I would like to look back on in 20 years and say, ‘i looked nice there’, not ‘gee, do you think I could’ve made the effort to cover those bags under my eyes and rosacea?’
So yeah. Wah, wah, me.
THEN- Emma forgot one of her swimsuits.
We’re heavy believers of spares around here. Spare hats, flip flops, spare socks. You get the idea. Having one suit on a trip heavily focused around swimming and beach time, is kind of tricky. Especially since after a morning at the beach, sand is in places you didn’t know could get to. So when you head into the pool, it’s kinda nice to change in to a fresh suit.
Lucky for Emma, we found a cute discount swim shop and she walked out of there with the cutest board short, bikini top ensemble that we wouldn’t have found on the Mainland. Plus, it’s made in Hawaii so it’s a great purchase.
As for me, we found a drugstore so I could get some essentials. It’s fine. I’ll manage. But on top of the whole makeup debacle- I broke my sunglasses at the airport. I know- seriously people!!
Found a cheap pair at a souvenir shop that will do just fine.
Little things folks, little things.
Here’s the good news- The condo is fabulous. We got here safely. Our rental car is butt ugly but runs fine. The kids are healthy. So far I’m healthy (minus a migraine the first day). McSweetie is sporting an island afro only he can pull off. It’s a little windy and humid here. But I love the fact that he’s able to unwind and not be so uptight and he’s getting his vacation groove on.
So there you go.
I will release to my neurosis the desire for things to be perfect and just accept things as they are.
Mahalo for reading!