Monday, December 6, 2010

It's Tough to Leave

It's tough to leave.  I want to see family and friends very much but I want to stay here in paradise even more.  The wall of flowers behind me right now as I type could never be duplicated in Virginia. Thousands of impatiens planted by God, and at a cost of zero colones instead of 6 for $1.98 at Merrifield Nursery.

It's tough to leave.  Jean needs to see all her doctors and renew prescriptions and I can tend to her needs.  She is not demanding.  But her care here with help from Mari and Carmen and Reina and Flor and Juan is better. And, it's only a month.  We fax prescriptions right from the physician's office to Medco, Blue Cross/Blue Shield; and using our Florida mail drop address they are mailed directly to us for about ten dollers per three month supply of each med.  ( A cost well worth paying rather than staying an additional four to five weeks.)

It's tough to leave.  I have grown spoiled by the weather and the ability to slip into Tevas, shorts and a polo every day, wellllllll long pants on Sunday.  Shoes that encase my feet and clothing in layer are foreign to me.

Right now Mari is bathing Terry while Carmen cleans the kitchen, makes coffee and starts breakfast.  Carmen covers for Mari on Saturdays and is here with Mari on Mondays to do the heavy stuff, windows etc. Carmen will miss her two days a weeks pay, but her four weeks aquinaldo pay and two weeks vacation pay gave her some Christmas pay.  Mari will stay her while we are gone.  Mari is placing Christmasy votive candle holders around the sala right now, her way of fixing the place up for Christmas. 

Packing is almost done. Only my clothing and the laptops remain.  Better get to it.See most of you soon.

Love,

El Marteen (as Jimka calls me)