And a reserved thankya to Gary for his encouraging words. I will get there: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NawOGRrRlU cut and past that in your browser, all ye lovers and dreamers. And David sent encouragement. He thinks that I should have more followers, like 4 or 5. Talk about dreamers! How many people do you know that can read and write sentences with vowels and punctuation? I might have had 5 followers at one point but 3 dropped out thinking it was too difficult to follow.
I worry about money. I worry about finishing. I worry about whether the motors will work. I worry about getting it out of the yard, I worry about motoring it out. I worry about docking it for the first time. It's all new and unfamiliar. It's one big thingamajig. I can do it. I know that. I just have to learn it all the hard way, like I have on all other aspects of the boat. I recite the serenity prayer (short version) and press on.
It all ends up in trusting people to help and the faith to know that they will be there. Then there's Phyllis, you remember Phyllis don't you? She was supposed to show up Monday, even told me personally that she would be here, I made a list of things to discuss. She didn't show up. That's twice that she never bothered to even tell me she would not come. I still don't know what her plans are. Fabric people have fabric for brains. If anyone needs canvas work in Texas, I have two names I wouldn't recommend ever. My problem is that I believe people, a virtual babe in the woods. Trust is out the window. Another reinforcement of the you're-in-it-alone mantra.
We had motorcycle weekend here. It was loud and there were some beautiful bikes! Two dead, people don't see motorcycles. Usually it's never the cyclist's fault. I drove extra cautious this weekend.