The Blog lives on! I went on quite the hiatus there for a
while, but I’m back now. Things we missed while I was gone:
Kauai with Jamie and DaLena (July 2015)
Sea Turtle Internship in Maui (August 2015)
Thanksgiving and Christmas in Utah (November/December 2015)
Brianne
coming home with us after Christmas for a couple months (January/February 2016)
My parents and Alison
and Aunt Angie coming to get Brianne (February 2016)
My Car Accident (March 2016)
Kauai with the whole
Walquist clan (April 2016)
Graduation from USU (May 2016)
The 24
th of July in Utah (July-if I remember correctly- 2016)
I think that’s the gist of it. Maybe some
day I will post about some of those, but today is not that day.
Now that we’re somewhat caught up, I’ll stick with the
present: We moved to Kauai!
GETTING THE JOB
When we went to Kauai on our honeymoon five years ago, we
both fell in love with the island. We have been lucky enough to go back every
year since then and every time we step off the plane, I always tell Kent “We’re
home!” I can’t explain the connection I feel to this place. I am in love with
it. I feel so natural in
the island environment. That’s the best way I can explain it. And Kent. He is the biggest part of the reason I love it so much. He is at his happiest when he is on this
island. When it comes time to leave, we feel like our hearts are breaking every
time.
In April, we got to go to Kauai with my entire family. It
was such a fun trip. That is one of the happiest moments my heart has ever
experienced. To have all my loves in the place that I love so much…it was
perfect. After the most perfect week of beaches, and golfing, and shopping, and
hiking, and minimal sunburns, Kent and I ended up with about a two hour later
departure than everyone else. It worked out that we dropped some people and
bags off and then said goodbye to everyone outside the airport (for they were
headed to SLC, and we were back to LAX.)
In that moment, it felt so much like we were staying. I let
myself pretend for a minute that we really did live there.
We were both feeling the “end of Kauai” blues, so we decided
to drive to the nearest beach and enjoy one last Kauai sunset. I don’t know
that I will ever forget that night.
Moving there has always been our most ultimate goal/dream.
We have been saying it since before we were married. That night, we walked
along the beach and got really serious about whether or not we were ACTUALLY
going to try. Kent has always been watching Hawaii job boards, but it didn’t
feel like we had made a concrete decision. We discussed it for a while and decided on that perfect beach, during the most beautiful cotton candy
sunset, “We’re seriously going to move here.” (Or at least
give it our best try.)
That was an exciting moment. We got home and Kent and I both
started scouring Hawaii job boards for anything remotely related to Kent’s
profession. He applied to a bunch of jobs, got a few emails back. One felt
pretty promising on the Big Island, but they ended up postponing the hiring
process. He kept applying and one day got an email wanting to schedule a phone
interview! Not just any job though…The Pacific Missile Range. He has had his
eye on that place for years. The rest was history. He had a second phone
interview and a LOOOOOONNNNNNG week and a half later, while we were camping in
Yosemite with my parents and Brianne, he was offered the job.
MOVING
The moving process was quite stressful. Moving is bad enough
but moving to an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean adds a whole other
layer of stress. We made a big Master To-Do
List. It seemed almost impossible to get done in the short month that we had to
do it.
We had to schedule a moving company that ships to Hawaii. Kent
researched a bunch of companies and found the best one. That was an intense
decision because you are trusting these guys with basically all your possessions!
Then, we had to decide what to sell and what to take with
us. Some stuff was obvious. We’re definitely selling our guest bed and our
washer and dryer. But some stuff was more difficult. We don’t need my art
table, but it has sentimental value and I love it and I don’t want to get rid
of it. That’s where my angel parents came to the rescue. They drove to California
and helped us pack, took truck loads of stuff to Goodwill, and they rescued a
bunch of things by loading it into their truck and taking it back to their
house. A real true lifesaver of the whole moving experience. Thanks so much Mom
and Dad and Brianney!!!!!
We were lucky enough to be able to sell everything we wanted
to sell including our car. We sold it about a week before we moved and our
Bishop let us borrow his car to get us through that last week. So nice!
So two days before the big move, the moving company came and
packed all of our stuff into their truck to take to the port in Long Beach. We
ended up going quite a bit over our estimated space which was uncomfortably
pricey (eye-rolley guy).
Advice to everyone that is going to move to Hawaii (which I
hope most of you are considering ;)): Pack EVERYTHING yourselves. Everything
that is at all possible for you to box up, do it yourself. We boxed most of our
things but quite a bit we left up to them. That was a mistake. We packed everything
expert-level Tetris style. Rolled up clothes inside shoes, bowls in bowls in
bowls, silverware inside the blender. We got creative, people! And these guys?
They packed our vacuum inside a refrigerator box. Don’t let it happen to you!!