Xari (the Mayan spelling of Shari) is a retired grandmother of nine (eight boys) who struggles to keep track of what day of the week it is. Seemingly well-qualified for retirement (she’s both old and poor), she is not adjusting well to having absolutely nothing that needs to be done by 5 pm today!! Therefore, she is open for suggestions on “something to do,” except those containing the words, “hell,” “ass,” “yourself,” “off,” and “die.” Or, that require an unreasonable amount of contortion.
From October 2011 to September 2013, she lived on the Yucatan Peninsula in Mexico. First on the Gulf side in the Progreso corridor and then on the Riviera Maya on the Caribbean side. Why? Because it was the only place where she could afford to live on the beach – something she became addicted to as a teenager living in Japan (also, on the beach).
Her Spanish progressed with the speed of a relocating sloth due to a lack of available memory and innate language skills. But, after two years she could fluently talk her way into trouble. Getting out of it required an interpreter!! Currently back in Arkansas, she and her husband are, quite literally, building a house themselves (details and progress under the Arkansas menu) in the foothills of the Ozarks.