Sleeping Arrangements

So, we had taken the plunge and forked over the dough.   Unfortunately, we still had some loose ends to tie up in Port Charlotte before we could ship her home.  Everything had to be secured, the mast needed to be lowered, and two jam-packed storage units full of boat paraphernalia had to be emptied. 

So,  Hubs made a solo journey to get every thing in order. 

The plan was for him to spend the night aboard.  I mean, we were planning to live on her eventually.  There was a problem though.... she had been on the hard for so long, and no one had really paid much attention to her.  A neglected anything invites new residents... and not of the human variety.  There was also the issue of water that had been sitting in the bilges for years.  Really gross, stagnate, (I'm sure) bacteria infested water.

But, of course my Hubs was Hell bent on staying aboard.  He was not going to stay in a hotel when he had a perfectly good place (that we had just paid for) to rest his head.

So, after finishing his chores and setting her up for travel,  it was time to hit the hay. 

That's when the bugs came out to party.  Lots and lots and lots of them. 
I was still trying to convince him to go get a room, but he STILL wouldn't listen to me.  He WAS going to stay on the boat.  That was about 8 o'clock.

An hour later he called me from an hotel.