Provisioning Jitters

Ok, we're less than a week out from transferring the papers.  We got the survey results and, after a short conversation with the surveyor, and several long conversations about the implications of what we were buying, we're going for it.

Eva and I talked about what the differences in the surveyor's language might mean.  Lot's of sentences containing the word 'should' and a few with the word 'must'.  We finally decided that was like buying a used car, the brakes MUST be in good condition, the seat covers SHOULD be replaced.  That kind of thing.  It's the way of differentiating those items the surveyor found that MUST be corrected and those that are up to the new owners discretion and pocketbook.  At least that's the way we finally decided to decipher the document.

Anyway, now the 4th of July weekend is coming up and it's the perfect time to move the boat because if we don't do it this weekend, I'm too busy professionally to even think about moving her until August.  So now there's this great pressure to get the financing in place, done, get the insurance in place, gotta do, plan the trip down the bay and up the river, learn all the systems, pack, find someone to help me crew.   Pretty overwhelming. 

Then on top of all that, yesterday morning the hard disk on my work computer died and I spent all day getting that squared away so I'm way behind the power curve at work.  By 1900 last night I was spent and Eva drug me away from the computer telling me, it'll all work out, relax, if we don't get all the way home, it'll be OK.

Eva will stay home on this one.  We have four dogs that must be attended to daily and there's simply no way for us both to go.  I found someone to crew on Sunday when one of the guys I sing in the choir with said his brother might be interested.  That's looking good.  She went shopping this morning and picked up food and drink.  I still need a good set of charts - and batteries for my GPS, and dig out my old nav instruments - parallel rules, compass,  - jeez hope that stuff is like riding a bike!

Actually, I'm not worried about the navigation.  I loved that at Navy, used a map and compass in the Marines and have been geocaching for years.  I can do this.  I'm not really worried about the sailing either - that really is like riding a bike.  I'm just worried about the lack of boat familiarity - but I'll have three days and the whole dang Chesapeake Bay to figure it out!

Whahoo!!!