It is said that "Cruising is making repairs at exotic prices in exotic places." That coupled with B o a t meaning "Bring On Another Thousand" and I think you get the picture. Oh, let's not forget that each job takes three times as long IF you have done it before. Otherwise... By mid day my "Work" T-shirt is completely soaked as my shorts are half way down from my svelt waist. Linda, on the other hand is inboard with a little "glow" on her forehead and her sexy upper lip. She gets the inside duties which are not to be underestimated: cooking (X3), dishes (again X3 or more), coffee at O'dark 30, washing and hanging my sweat dried shirts, sewing cushions for the salon and cockpit, correspondence (email and voice), trying to keep me (and she) happy, etc. My day consists of fixing and/or replacing things that have broken or reached their useful live span: God bless American built in obsolesence and Chinese slave labor technology. You might not believe the mess I can make learning and relearning plumbing (water, raw and fresh; waste; piping, plastic/rigid, and flexible hose for both; breaking Chinese hose clamps that drain away all our fresh water and wipe out the pressure pump); pumps for bilge and water making; electrical both 110 volt and 12 volt including generation (solar, wind, diesel and inversion (12v to 110v), mechanics, mechanical systems, engines (both diesel and gas), etc. And I used to say I could sail. Yup, it's a long, hot day everyday. But, every night we have $1 million views, sunsets, and neighbors. And if we don't, we move. Life is good.
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