And you all thought I was a good procrastinator ~ I asked my brother ohhhhh maybe about 10 weeks ago (he says three weeks but who's counting) to give me 10 good reasons to live on an island. Al lives on a little teeny tiny island. With approximately 141 other
Al's Top 10 Reasons to Live On An Island
Linda - Well, it's been 3 weeks; about time to stop procrastinating. I know this Top 10 doesn't apply to just any island; only the one I'm calling home right now.
1) Rarely warmer than 88 degrees. (note to self: MOVE IN WITH AL)
2) Rarely colder than 76 degrees. (bring a sweater for those chilly 76 degree nights)
3) No personal vehicles = no traffic, no car maintenance, payments, or insurance. (packin'my flip flops)
4) No ^&*!#$%* kids. (he really does love his neices and nephews. As long as they don't spit sneeze drool or poop on him.)
5) Less than 100 people on the island = get along or else. (I wanna see a little "or else.")
6) No Federal income tax, state tax, electric bills, water bills, or grocery bills. (I'm packing right now. NO BILLS. NO TAXES.*sigh*)
7) Intermittent dial-up Internet service - requires one to develop and exercise eternal patience. (HUH? that might be a little problem.....)
8) No UPS, FedEX, etc. - US Postal Service is only shipping option. "Instant gratification is only 3 - 4 weeks away." (that is not instant. Instant is rightnowrightnowrightnow.)
8) Lots of fun toys to play with at work (satellite & space debris tracking radars). (obviously Al's definition of "toys" is
9) Every day is casual day - shorts, tee-shirts and sneakers for work. (I could deal with that. Fer sure.)
10) WWII artifacts and history everywhere. (Meh. More boy toys.)
Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of minuses associated with this kind of living and some people here make a career out of finding/vocalizing all the negatives. I try to take the good with the bad. I'll send some photos soon, like maybe next week, or the next week, or.........whenever. Procrastionation is an art form I've perfected into a science. Love,Al
Big Sis K & little sis Stew will be travelling to Roi in a week. One of them may have an exceptionally heavy carry on bag. If you don't hear from me for awhile it's because I'm stuffed in a tote bag with my flip flops. I don't think I can blog from inside a tote bag stuffed under an airplane seat but we'll see....