I managed to get to bed around 1:30 last night, after counting to 700, I tried to bore myself to sleep by thinking of famous people who’s first and last name start with the same letter for each letter of the alphabet: Alan Alda, Bill Burr, Chevy Chase, Dom Deluise, Eric Estrada….
I finally managed to fall asleep around 5. At 8:30 our neighbor’s dog began barking. They got the dog a few months ago, and they let it out every morning and it starts yipping for about 20 minutes. I was trying to get back to sleep when I heard Rebecca yelling at the neighbors from outside. I have never been more proud. I was now up, the sun was shining and we got ready to go to the beach.
As we headed down the highway, dark storm clouds loomed over the mountains. It rained for the rest of the afternoon, all over the island. We stopped for lunch at a new restaurant on the north shore and then picked up some coconut peanut butter and headed home. As we were driving along we hit some traffic and we were slowly creeping along. Rebecca was talking about shoe shopping and I was looking out the window. Suddenly something caught my eye. I told Rebecca to pull over, got out of the car and ran back 10 yards to investigate, sitting in the dirt was a $20 bill that was folded up and no bigger than my thumb. I got back in the car and dumped hand sanitizer all over my new found treasure. The rest of the ride home I imagined all the cool things I could do with my fortune.
Once we got home, I took a nap, woke up, used my newly acquired wealth to buy a pizza and rented a movie about a guy who is attacked by a bear and left for dead, only to seek vengeance on those who wronged him.
moving to Hawaii 