OK, those of you who are already out there cruising or
living aboard your cruising yachts, go ahead and laugh. Get it out of your system as I'm sure there
is more to come as things get more real for me.
It started out well enough... we had friends invited over
for happy hour and snagged a couple of others who were walking down the
dock. We spent a pleasant Friday evening
on the veranda sharing stories. The heat
wave has finally given it up (knock on wood) and it was a great evening.
We had dinner and an early evening, in bed by 8:30. When I came down into the salon it was brrrr
chilly! Hey Bruce, why don't we turn off
the AC! Well he was right on it, opened
up a few windows and let in the nice breeze to lull me to sleep.
Sleep that came after I could adjust to the noise coming
from the next slip where our neighbors had just come in from an all-day
offshore fishing expedition. OK anyway,
so I'm asleep...
Then, sometime in the night, the wind stops blowing. I toss and I turn in half wakingness and my
mind starts thinking that maybe there are bugs coming in through the open port
at our heads... maybe the cats will get out in the night when we bring them
aboard and disappear into the drink while we sleep... what if they get out and
run around town, doesn't Port A have a leash law?!
And that's just while we are at the dock, what about when
we are out in the middle of nowhere...
well I just can't think about that now.
I'm sure I'll adjust, just like the cats. I'm used to living in a cage. Walls all around me. I'm sure that once I get out and experience
the freedom of living without walls, I'll love it! But I'm still HOT!
So I nudge Bruce, thinking he can just reach over and
flip on the AC. (what about closing the
ports you might ask, but remember, I'm sleep befuddled) Bruce declines!!!! Bruce NEVER declines!!! He wasn't being lazy, he was being
assertive. (I kind of like it) He turned on the fan on his side of the
bed. I settled back and waited for the
cool breeze... it never came.
The fan had been mounted low enough that when he turned
on his side, he blocked all but the merest waft of air from reaching my side of
the bed. This will never do. So I continued to lobby for the AC... to no
avail. He got up and went in search of
another fan, plugged it in and turned it towards me.
Well now this was nice enough. It
cooled down and I was able to snuggle back to await sleep that was long in
coming... more worries. This time it was
work stuff (which can't be counted against me as there won't BE any work stuff
when we go).
I must have drifted off because next thing I remember was
being awakened by Bruce's fidgeting around.
The light was on in the salon... why was the light on in the salon and
Bruce is here? I stretched and
inquired. Sorry I asked! He had checked the radar and found a large
blob that appeared to be developing and moving very slowly our way. He talked me into putting the enclosure up in
the cockpit. It'll only take 10 minutes...
and 30 minutes later, here I am while he puts on the finishing touches.
