By: Paul S. Cilwa Viewed: 1/23/2021
Occurred: 3/23/2020
Topics/Keywords: #Coronavirus #Maui Page Views: 214
My husband arrives tomorrow, I HOPE.

Happily, with each day closer Keith's arrival gets, my depression has lifted. Today I'm on the property by myself all day (with the dogs, of course) and determined to make the place as nice as possible for Keith's arrival. Plus, for my own sanity, I needed to tidy and reorganize, since I had some new things (brought by Jenny yesterday) to put away, or to put things into.

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We've been getting a lot of rain. Locals tell me last winter was unusually dry, and this winter is just making up for it.

Lilly always sleeps with me. (If Keith is with me, she sleep's between our legs, like an adorably annoying furry chaperone.) Ella knows she can't fit on the cot with me so has been sleeping alongside. But tonight a particularly string and loud shower hit and Ella got scared. So she tried to get into the cot with me, lying on my face and almost pushing me off.

She finally found some kind of space, and I did, and somehow managed to back to sleep.

My last night without my husband! If he is able to board his flight in the morning, and isn't quarrantined when he gets to Honolulu.