You may have noticed – I’ve been AWOL from this blog.
If death and taxes are two inescapables on the mainland, then you must add a third when you live in Hawaii: termites.
Because of termites, this blog has not been updated. Because of termites, our cherry-wood floors are being systematically eaten:
We had to move out of our house for two days while the house was tented. Our bank account is sickly.
But wait, there’s more…
I have MCS (multiple chemical sensitivity), which means I am like a canary in a mine. When any type of toxic substance is introduced to my environment, I go down for the count.
In 2009 we tried to go to the organic route, with orange oil. ($3,000.) It seemed to help for a while – they drilled tiny holes into our wood floors and poured orange oil inside. I crossed my fingers. But they returned. The problem with termites of course, is that you don’t see the damage they’re doing until it’s too late.
By the time our floors were buckling and cracking in places and the termites were starting in on our kitchen cabinets, I broke down and called the exterminators. The big local guy who came weighed at least 350 – maybe more, and when he got down on one knee to examine the damage, I heard a sickening cracking sound. Another floorboard bit the dust.
I had heard we would need to wrap our food for this procedure. Then I got the REAL list:
All the spices, all the baking goods, dry goods: crackers, cereal, pasta, etc.; coffee, tea and liquor; all the condiments in the refrigerator (!) ALL the food in the refrigerator, all the food in the freezer. Double bagged, every bit of it. And we have two refrigerators. All the sunscreen, makeup, toothpaste and toothbrushes. All the vitamins. All the medications, double-bagged. The cat food…Essentially anything that would go in anyone’s mouth or touch their skin.
As Higgins used to say on “Magnum, PI” OMG.
By the time the tent went up over the roof, we had spent two full days preparing, and I started calling it the circus tent.
Imagine what this does to the weekend of a working couple. Now find a place to stay, with cat, dog, kids…for two days. That’s noxious gas, plus teargas that they pumped into the house…your living space.
That’s why all the cabinets and drawers must be left standing open. Just eewww.
Of course we were dying to get back into the house, if nothing else to get all the things we forgot to take with us, except everything was in BAGS and we couldn’t find anything. Then it was a full day of UNpacking.
We spent $3,725 for the pleasure. Goodbye, vacation.
And I have been sick for a week from the chemicals. I could actually taste them when we came back, even though the house had been aired, with fans on for a full day. Mike? No problems! (He also doesn’t get seasick.)
No one escapes termites here. Even if you lived in a concrete bunker, you would still have some wood furniture and wood kitchen cabinets.
The price of Paradise? You bet. Now I understand why the early Hawaiians lived in grass huts!
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