For the last few years, he's mentioned (though with great reluctance) a large project that desperately needs doing to the boat.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
The last few trips off, I noticed an increase in supplies being purchased.
I noticed this in the checkbook.
I don't like him in the checkbook. No good can come of it.
Sunday, he seemed antsy.
He had this funny, faraway look in his eyes.
He was distracted.
Next thing I knew, the boat looked like this:
There used to be a roof there.
There needs to be a roof there. That's where all the electronics live.
Wait...there's the beginning of a new roof.
And that means it's time for reinforcements. That's Doug. He's a helper-dude.
We like helper-dudes.
Solving world crises.
When they should be working.
And I'm having palpitations because the boat is out of commission, and I have no way to get my kids off the island in the middle of the night if there's an emergency, and what if I suddenly have a craving for Finelli's eggplant on focaccia...
I said earlier, it's kinda like being stranded on a desert island without the coconuts or rum stash.
Think calm thoughts.
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