I wanted to build the perfect boat, Shiny, pretty, a wonder to behold. That concept drizzled through my fingers like a fistful of water. The move accentuated it.
A helluva week. It was hell. Hell! Another reason not to build boats. Oh gosh, where to start?
Of course we had to load the port hull and beams and such. We worked two hours on that. Oh, yeah, Rocky (you remember Rocky, don't you?) still had to finish the two mattresses. I went over to his place and made sure he worked on them. I got back at ten PM with one mattress and the final cushion. I didn't have supper. Rocky gave me a ham sandwich. I got to bed by 11:00 PM.