Packing up
It's that time again. Sometimes I feel as if I'm always leaving, never staying. Been here on the Rio Dulce just a month and tomorrow I jump aboard a bus and leave. Haven't seen nearly as much of the country as I meant to. Haven't done nearly as much on the boat as I meant to. But commitments await. There's service work to do and creative work to do and family work to do and fun to have ... and a cat who may forgive me for being gone so long, eventually, or maybe she won't (I hope she does).
I see I'm a little incoherent tonight. Lots of avoidance behavior the past couple days, for both of us. Maybe if we drown our impending separation (in wine or movies or solitaire or a great book ...) we won't notice that we don't like separating. But staying together only works when we have shared goals and projects, and at the moment our needs and desires diverge.
Dear Husband will stay with Second Summit awhile longer, packing up all the stuff we brought for 'during the passage' and 'living aboard', getting out all the stuff we brought for painting and epoxying and woodworking and electrical projects. Then he'll move the boat to the yard where most of the interior work will be done. He'll move the stuff into a storage room and himself into a tiny cottage room ... and then the sawdust will start. When he's confident that the work is planned out and the crew knows what to do, he'll come home for awhile. Probably both of us will visit sometimes -- which is a project in its own right, 2 airplanes, an overnight, and a bus each way.
I'm starting to look forward to the work ahead, but still, tonight, feeling sad about leaving.
I see I'm a little incoherent tonight. Lots of avoidance behavior the past couple days, for both of us. Maybe if we drown our impending separation (in wine or movies or solitaire or a great book ...) we won't notice that we don't like separating. But staying together only works when we have shared goals and projects, and at the moment our needs and desires diverge.
Dear Husband will stay with Second Summit awhile longer, packing up all the stuff we brought for 'during the passage' and 'living aboard', getting out all the stuff we brought for painting and epoxying and woodworking and electrical projects. Then he'll move the boat to the yard where most of the interior work will be done. He'll move the stuff into a storage room and himself into a tiny cottage room ... and then the sawdust will start. When he's confident that the work is planned out and the crew knows what to do, he'll come home for awhile. Probably both of us will visit sometimes -- which is a project in its own right, 2 airplanes, an overnight, and a bus each way.
I'm starting to look forward to the work ahead, but still, tonight, feeling sad about leaving.