April 21^s, Fernandina Beach, FL

It’s been a long couple of weeks on the boat and not quite what I expected.  Post-shakedown cruise, we’ve decided to go to a studio or one bedroom in Columbus for hurricane season.

As far as sailing goes, I now know how to help anchor and grab a mooring, wrap the dock lines, and tie off to the cleats.  That’s it.  I just spent a bunch of money on a boat I have not even driven.  The tides are a mess, current is horrible, and frankly I don’t know how Sailing Hubby is doing such a fantastic job.  He is at least getting some good docking practice.  I really need to start doing stuff but don’t think this may be the place to start.

In Columbus, we still don’t know where we will live when we get back after we haul out on May 4th.  If we stay, we have no plan for the summer.  With Ron’s company being bought out, he needs to talk to the new owners to see if he can continue to be remote or what his role will be exactly moving forward.  Because, hey, why not have both of us try to hold down a fulltime job while doing the rest too. It really is easy to see why we drink, I swear. 

I guess life requires some level of being uncomfortable for you to improve, change, or generally, exist.  Because, let’s face it, change is the only real constant.  I don’t want fear to hold me back.  In the past, in order to change locations, I never had to be uncomfortable…at all.  I just drove around with the air conditioning on.  Man, I am very out of practice.  This is only step one and I have a lot to learn and a lot of practice at being uncomfortable again.  It’s way harder than I thought it would be to start but I want to get to the point where I start to enjoy it more.

Expert level at mooring!