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Such a big step taken yesterday. Feels so good!
Splash day.
Yes it is.
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Well, we have set a date to at least get her wet. Fingers crossed we will motor over to a marina end of this month or early next. SO MUCH to be done to make that happen.
We have been knocking out some major stuff though. Or maybe it feels major because it is such tangible- visible progress.
The bottom is painted. Deck boards are down. Propane housing reinstalled. Electronics box installed. Steering complete. Lockers painted and sails and anchors put back on boat.
Just walking out to the garage and seeing things moved out feels good.
Yesterday the hubs didn’t have the best day on the boat, but not all days are good. It is getting hot here again, hence the race to get in the water.
I am super excited because the marina we are going to be at is run by a friend… who has twin 5-year-olds, and they live on sight. It is a working marina. The only downside is that is over the bridge through town. But, it is such a good fit for the whole fam~ that is easy to overlook.
Slow and steady~ with a little sprint right now.
I have a boat project all my own. And… I am so excited. Surprisingly so.
The hubs has been waiting for me to take some ownership; to want it. Make it mine. Whatever. It is his dream, but I am along for the ride and its not always so fun in the passenger seat. I have been doing my thing. Doing whatever task he asks (most of the time begrudgingly). I have been almost completely present to this project. But now… I have my own thing to do. By myself. With no supervision. Start to finish. And it’s not that big. You won’t even see it. But, I will know. And right now that is so huge. Because as his dream becomes my dream… I am able to stake some claim to the work. The dirty work, not the regular domesticated work of living a life with a family. BOAT WORK.
Bottom paint. Sanding, cleaning, taping, and painting. Really not a big deal. But sort of a game changer :)
Never~ ever thought I would be stoked on sanding and painting.
So very true.
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“the cure for anthing is salt water. sweat, tears, or the ocean.” -
…that and tacos.
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