Since when

It’s 9am. I feel like I’ve just rolled out of bed, still a little bleary-eyed. Incidentally, I’ve already made myself some toast and coffee. And delicately scooped the seeds out of two papayas. Meantime, Onaona’s worked out, eaten her papaya and hopped into the shower.

In the next few hours, we will have gone to the farmer’s market for some more papayas, bananas. If there’s anything else excruciatingly delicious, we’ll get that too and figure out what to do with it later. Afterward, the supermarket to get some ahi block that Grandma & Grandpa can have for lunch. Naturally, she’ll thank us profusely and ask me why I haven’t learned to drive our manual transmission car yet. Onaona and I will excuse ourselves for a beginners’ yoga class, Grandma will say goodbye, but finish telling two or three more stories before we’ve made it out the door.

If this were Saturday in New York, I’d still be asleep. Or working, but wishing I were asleep.

I sure wouldn’t have accomplished so much by 1:00. I wouldn’t even have accomplished breakfast.