What a day and what a start! I woke up earlier than usual. I think it is related to the sleep problem I have been experiencing. I read a chapter in the book and still stayed awake. I got on the computer and started writing and halfway through, proofread the contents and deleted it. I looked at the clock, then the portal and saw the sun shining through the seams of the curtain. It was no use so I stayed awake and planned for the day. I stepped outside to see where we are at and saw the two islands I wrote about last week. So we are back at Ofu and Olosega for the day.
Sunday usually is administration day as weekly reports along with time and attendance due. No way can time and attendance be overlooked, especially since it is due Monday for pay day next week. I set up a system to write weekly reports and complete admin tasks quickly as working for Uncle Sam you learn to loathe paperwork. I have to send in my network report on Monday and wait for feedback. Transferred contents of the Entertainment server to a temporary location and now I have music while I write. Combination of classical music (Spanish guitars) and green tea sets the mood for writing and relaxing evening.
The weather was hot as usual in these parts. After dinner I stood at the fantail looking at the island as the ship was neutral in the water. The weather made me longing for the village in Western Samoa. I looked at the watch and thought of the kids out front playing rugby, volleyball or soccer like I did when I was their age before the call to dinner. For them it was to work off their energy before dinner and prayer time. I would watch them from the front window or sit on one of the ancestral graves in the front yard and join them in the trek to the house when dinner or prayer time call came.
I talked to “L” and she would always start off the conversation to remind me of the weather being cold back in Seattle. I would look at the newspapers on line and see the temperature. I have not experienced cold weather since New Years. I heard about the snowstorms in February when I went on-line at the Internet café in Apia wiping the sweat off with my towel in the 87 degree heat in the southern hemisphere summer.
With this week starting the countdown is six weeks instead of seven. It is still too long to count the days so weeks, with its single digit, sound better. Don’t get the impression I dislike what I do or sailing. Quite to the contrary as I know if I was ashore following what we are doing on Facebook or someone else’s blog I would miss it. However, it will be a while before I go on these long trips again. It isn’t 2003 or 2006 when I didn’t mind staying out almost the entire year. At that time “L” was still in Samoa and it was a hop, skip and jump from Hawaii to go and see her. Now she is in Seattle and usually alone. Both of our lives have changed since. Too bad “S” and “T” is not around to keep her occupied. However, she did have company this weekend as my son drove down to spend the weekend and go shopping with her. I could always tell when he visits her because "L" perks up.
I took no photos today as you can look at a green island popping out of the ocean at so many angles. I would recommend a visit to the scientist’s blog for photos of their diving expedition as well as the ship’s page on Facebook.
I bid you goodnight in another attempt to get normal sleep. I will end this with a hearty manuia-po from Ofu and Olosega Islands in American Samoa. Goodnight from the South Pacific.
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