We are all feeling the love again. We are pacing ourselves with the heat.
We are getting the boat organized. We are even (gasp) getting off the mooring ball to have an out island weekend.
It's good to be home.
Showing posts with label sailor dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sailor dog. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Friday, July 18, 2014
Ready to Live
We have almost emptied out our house. What is still here either has a home to go too, or is up on the garage sale block next Saturday. Hubs left this morning to take most of what we have kept to Airabess and do to a couple of pre-splash projects.
SURREAL, to say the least.
You talk about something for so long, you plan, you make the decisions to get to that goal... and then it's right in front of you . It's kind of hard to wrap my brain around it.
I have been having trouble sleeping. I'm sure it has everything to do with the anxiety that comes with this change. The whole family is a little on edge (even Ms Willow). There have been quite a few what the hell are we doing's happening around here. Not that we have any regrets. It's just overwhelming, and a little sad too.
I went to a friend's house to drop some things off yesterday and when I pulled out of their driveway it hit me that I wouldn't be going back for at least a year (if all goes as planned).
I hugged my very best friend good-bye a couple of weeks ago (she lives in New York and we only get to see each other a few times a year) and I was balling the whole way home. I don't see her often enough, but I always knew that I would get to see her smiling face every few months, but not this next year.
We have no idea where we will end up. We don't know if we will come back to our hometown, or set up shop somewhere else. We might cash in and buy a bigger boat in a year. We might find a new place to call home. There are thoughts and pipe dreams of maybe here or there... but anything is possible. It is the first time we have not had a solid 5 year plan. The very first time since Hubs and I have been together, 14 years, that we don't really know what direction we are headed in. We have a loose sailing plan, which could change based on any number of things we can and can't control.
Our planning and saving and dreaming have brought us here, to this moment, and I don't know what is going to happen next. It is so awesome and so daunting at the same time.
Regardless, the time is upon us. It's time to start living.
SURREAL, to say the least.
You talk about something for so long, you plan, you make the decisions to get to that goal... and then it's right in front of you . It's kind of hard to wrap my brain around it.
I have been having trouble sleeping. I'm sure it has everything to do with the anxiety that comes with this change. The whole family is a little on edge (even Ms Willow). There have been quite a few what the hell are we doing's happening around here. Not that we have any regrets. It's just overwhelming, and a little sad too.
I went to a friend's house to drop some things off yesterday and when I pulled out of their driveway it hit me that I wouldn't be going back for at least a year (if all goes as planned).
I hugged my very best friend good-bye a couple of weeks ago (she lives in New York and we only get to see each other a few times a year) and I was balling the whole way home. I don't see her often enough, but I always knew that I would get to see her smiling face every few months, but not this next year.
We have no idea where we will end up. We don't know if we will come back to our hometown, or set up shop somewhere else. We might cash in and buy a bigger boat in a year. We might find a new place to call home. There are thoughts and pipe dreams of maybe here or there... but anything is possible. It is the first time we have not had a solid 5 year plan. The very first time since Hubs and I have been together, 14 years, that we don't really know what direction we are headed in. We have a loose sailing plan, which could change based on any number of things we can and can't control.
Our planning and saving and dreaming have brought us here, to this moment, and I don't know what is going to happen next. It is so awesome and so daunting at the same time.
Regardless, the time is upon us. It's time to start living.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Sailor Dog
We are dog people. Coco desperately wants a dog. But, we have put off bringing another into our home because we didn't think we could handle it while adjusting to boat life.
Coco has been making lists of dog names since last year. She is prepared to wait, but she wants to be ready.
So, on Father's Day, Hubs thinks it's a good idea to get a fish... because that's exactly like having a dog. You can totally play with a fish, snuggle with it, take it with you on big adventures....
Oh, my Hubs.
After going to a couple of pet stores and looking at the oh' so playful fish... we nixed that idea. Fish are cool. And when we do start cruising we will take a page from the Osprey's book and have a tank that we can fill (and empty) daily. For now, we are going to skip it.
That brings me to the title of today's blog...
After pet stores, and lists of dog names, an only child who needs a bud, fish patrols, and a dog family with no dog... we realized that we were being kind of silly. Why shouldn't we get a puppy now? We could and would totally train it (along with us) from the beginning. She could go everywhere with us. Not only would she, but we wouldn't know any different.
So, we got a puppy.
Her name is Willow. She is a rescue dog. They TOLD us she was a cocker spaniel mix...
They were full of it. There is now way she is a cocker spaniel. Willow, even the vet says, is most likely a lab/ rottweiler mix. Which is totally fine with us. They expect her to be at least 40-50 pounds. That might intimidate some people... but our last dog was 200 pounds~ size is relative.
We are all completely in love.
And.... we have already taken her to Airabess. She did fantastic. A little nervous at first, but she is figuring it out... and so are we.
Coco has been making lists of dog names since last year. She is prepared to wait, but she wants to be ready.
So, on Father's Day, Hubs thinks it's a good idea to get a fish... because that's exactly like having a dog. You can totally play with a fish, snuggle with it, take it with you on big adventures....
Oh, my Hubs.
After going to a couple of pet stores and looking at the oh' so playful fish... we nixed that idea. Fish are cool. And when we do start cruising we will take a page from the Osprey's book and have a tank that we can fill (and empty) daily. For now, we are going to skip it.
That brings me to the title of today's blog...
After pet stores, and lists of dog names, an only child who needs a bud, fish patrols, and a dog family with no dog... we realized that we were being kind of silly. Why shouldn't we get a puppy now? We could and would totally train it (along with us) from the beginning. She could go everywhere with us. Not only would she, but we wouldn't know any different.
So, we got a puppy.
Her name is Willow. She is a rescue dog. They TOLD us she was a cocker spaniel mix...
They were full of it. There is now way she is a cocker spaniel. Willow, even the vet says, is most likely a lab/ rottweiler mix. Which is totally fine with us. They expect her to be at least 40-50 pounds. That might intimidate some people... but our last dog was 200 pounds~ size is relative.
We are all completely in love.
And.... we have already taken her to Airabess. She did fantastic. A little nervous at first, but she is figuring it out... and so are we.
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