We hit the halfway mark yesterday (20 weeks) and I guess Mother Nature wanted to do a little celebrating. I was exhausted by 8 p.m. and went to bed around 8:30 (I know, I know...) for what I thought would be a solid 10 hours of sleep.
Around 9:30, I heard our front door open and our car leave but was too tired to get out of bed or to find out where Dave was going. At 11 p.m., I saw all of the lights on in our family room, heard the TV and saw Dave sitting at his computer so knew something was up... (I also slept through two loud tsunami alarm warnings. Hope this isn't a sign to come when the baby cries at 2 a.m.) Dave did a great job getting everything prepared while he let me sleep for a few hours.
When I finally got up, Dave filled me in on the terrible earthquake/tsunami in Japan and told me that Hawaii was bracing for a similar Tsunami to hit at 3 a.m. He had already gone to the grocery store to stock up on supplies and was well on his way of packing up our important documents to include the latest SI swimsuit magazine:
We now have more Chef Boyardee than you could possibly want. I think next week is going to be FFY (Fend For Yourself) dinners so we can get rid of these canned goods!
Amazing that we have a house full of "stuff" but we only filled 2 backpacks with items we MUST bring.
We stayed up for the next 4 hours watching the news and coming up with a game plan if we were to evacuate. The fire and police drove by the street below us letting them know to evacuate but thankfully our house sits high enough above sea level that we weren't forced to leave.
Thankfully, there wasn't much damage done to the island and we called it a night around 4 a.m. Our alarms came way too early this morning and we're both trying to stay awake during work. We know we are very fortunate and this could have been a lot worse!
