Some days days we operate at the peak of efficiency. Tasks get accomplished smoothly and with ease and the day is filled with completion. Things get done.
Some days are the stumble around doing this and that task days, never seeming to do anything but at day's end we look back and see that things got done.
Some days we pray for rain so we can just sit around watching people being stupid in videos and we trudge through the day not caring if we complete a task. Yet we'e out there and things get done.
Some days are visual progress days. The days when you know we will finish a major project, like decks, when the adrenaline coursing through your body puts you in a natural high and you see things get done.
Some days we work on a bunch of small things that are sequential. You have to do this so you can do that tomorrow, Seemingly. nothing happens but things get done.
Some days, you just have to run away and do non boat things so your psyche gets rearranged and realigned and you can get things done tomorrow.
Some days you just want to say "The hell with it all" and climb in a boat and just sail away. Then you realize that that's how this whole fiasco started, and now you have to get the damn thing done.
Some day the boat will be finished. The thing will be done.
Meanwhilst, I had many adventures with the new computer and it seems to be running for now. Ben worked on it for a few hours getting hard drives transferred. It stopped working overnight. I read the runes, the apparent accepted language for all computer instructions. I lit joss sticks to the great god, Gates. I performed sacred rituals consisting of stomping around and pulling my hair. I chanted sacred incantations, most not printable on this site. I wiggled connections. Then the gods smiled and it worked. Only the gods know why...............