moving from Hawaii 3

In this version, our apartment looked like a combination of both homes in Hawaii and my parent’s place that we are staying at now.

I had a "roommate", but Will and I were married too. My roommate was Nagmai Keli'i from our ward in Ewa Beach.

I was furiously trying to pack and throw things into boxes and suitcases. Will was standing around not doing anything and kept asking me what he could do to help, which was just irritating me more. Why couldn't he just look around and see all the junk lying around?

Anyway, Nagmai and I shared a room and I had a huge air mattress that resembled the one we slept on in Hawaii. I was mad at myself for not cleaning out more stuff and selling it in the yard sale. I kept thinking to myself that I could have made a ton more money if I would have just looked around. I told Nagmai that she could have the mattress and sheets and stuff, but I just needed to clean under it. So Will lifted it up and the floor under there was covered in little tiny toys and pieces to game sets. So I just started throwing them all into a box. Will asked me why I didn't just throw it away and I said because they go to things that I have already packed.

I went out into the living room and the 2 suitcases he and I had packed and were planning to take had grown to about 15 boxes and bags. I was so irritated because all this time I had been thinking we were going to get home with everything we needed in just a couple of bags. (END)

moving from Hawaii 2

I was at the Honolulu airport (only it looked more like the Portland one) with Mariah and Brinlee. In my dream they were my 2 little sisters and I was flying home to the mainland with them. When we got back to the gate, I realized that I'd forgotten something and had to go back (not sure back to where). When I finally got back to the gate, the girls had boarded with out me and the plane was gone. I was hysterical! I was telling them that they needed to bring it back because I was supposed to stay with the little ones.

They ended up putting me on the next flight and I was crying and upset the whole time.

The plane made a "pit stop" landing at this bus station looking place. There was like a little mall and all these food places to eat. I just wandered around to pass the time and came to this area that had a long stainless steel lined hallway with a McDonald's sign hanging on the side. There was a girl standing at the front of the hallway giving people their food. I walked up to her and told her I wanted a chicken burger and a cheeseburger. She said ok that will be $40. I said "40 DOLLARS?! How 'bout $5?" She said in this weird robotic tone "That'll be $40...That'll be $40...That'll be $40...That'll be $40...". So I threw a $5 at her and left with my food.

As I was heading back to where the plane was "parked". I saw Mariah and Brinlee walking across the sidewalk. I ran over to them and we hugged and I asked them if they were ok. They said yes and that they had fun. I begged the stewardess at the door to let me get my stuff off the other plane and ride with them, and she agreed.

Then it switched and I was back at the Honolulu Airport and I was saying bye to my mom and dad. My brother Ross was walking with me to carry my luggage and I just kept sobbing and sobbing. He was hugging me saying that it's ok, I know you'll miss Hawaii, but you'll be so much happier close to family.

I left with my stuff and went to wait for my plane. I just kept sobbing and sobbing and couldn't control myself. (END)

moving from Hawaii

I was in our apartment in Hawaii. It looked like a combination of our old apartment on Puamaeole St. and the one we just lived in at Spinnaker Place on Kai'oli St. I was frantically trying to fill boxes and suitcases with stuff that I had not yet fit in somewhere. I had all these big items like baby gear and a card table with 4 chairs that I was desperate to fit in, but just couldn't seem to situate it. Plus I was trying to get everything off the floor so I could clean and get our deposit back.

When it turned to night, our backdoor garage neighbor (who in real life was my friend Cynthia that was NOT my back door neighbor) was peeking out her door to see if I knew where my kids were. I guess they had gone there earlier in the day and I didn't even notice they were gone. She closed the door when she saw me and then I started talking to her through her open kitchen window. I kept apologizing that my kids were bothering her and she said it was no big deal that they just played, etc. She gave us a goodbye plate of cookies and I went back home.

I was starting to get frustrated because I couldn't get a hold of Will and he was supposed to be home helping me pack. Then we just left and met him at the airport to fly to the mainland (END)