so this is how it starts ! Living near Dallas Texas you learn that when the weather gets cold it’s time to start doing repairs on the sail boat ( there won’t be a long window to do them). So my current situation is that I was fixing up my Catalina 30 few lines some washing jib sail repair this year was easy ! Late one afternoon talking with friend in the a marina ! He states that the guy in the end slip wants to get rid of his J24 cruiser and only wants 1,000$ for it ( in my head I’m thinking this boat is going to a wreck and needs to be parted out !!! To my surprise it was just recited last summer new sails lines, and keel painted (( what’s the catch )) long story short his getting a divorce and refuses to let his wife ex wife have it !!
So after the purchase I thought let’s take it out for nice long spin around the lake ( after all I had only sailed it about 20 min before I purchased it !!!!! Not having sailed with the tiller in hand in quite some time my heart sunk with joy at how responsive these J24 can be it was like falling I love with sailing all over again
I guess some might say I’m a late bloomer I didn’t start college till I was 32, don’t get me wrong before that I had worked for the same company for 10 years and loved it ! Still not sure what happened to make turn in my notice and do something different. After all , I loved the company loved the people and really enjoyed what I did everyday and some really good money doing it !!
So now I’m coming to the end of my degree which I started 4 years ago ! I have to ask myself is this really what I want to with my life here at 37 years old? Was this a total waste of my time and money? Or is it fear of starting from scratch?
Either way I know that everything will be fine I always find a way to make the best out of each situation! But it still doesn’t shake the feeling of uncertainty,
According to Wikipedia, I’m now around 70 human years old (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_years), should sleep peacefully more than 70 % of the day, which both sound an awful lot but sitting here on my bed, I can tell you, this human of mine has moved me around so many miles I hardly know where I am!
Well, at the end of 2011, I had everything I hoped for, a lovely home with a view over the Simon’s Town harbour and mountains, a cat door which gave me freedom to go wherever I wanted, lovely neighbours that spoilt me and the occasional chase of mice and birds – life was a bliss. Then my human changed it all…
She met this little female chick who brought her human with her and that furball kept on bothering me from then on. No respect for elders, she jumped on…
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