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November 2017

Listen

Listen, I don’t like it and I am finally admitting or at least acknowledging my preference for not engaging in it. This confession was spurred while reading about a friend who posted her ‘talk’ about sailing. This gal, Sherry McCampbell, is an accomplished sailor, both as a racer and a half way around the world cruiser. And I know her on a personal level. That leads me to believe that at the least I owe it to her to hear what she has to say. Truth though, is I don’t care to listen to what other people are doing. I want to be the one doing not listening.

I rarely enjoy listening to audio books or lectures by politicians or teachers or radio show hosts. It just isn’t my forte. I don’t enjoy church sermons. I have to expend too much energy to listen to the daily doings of friends. I can listen for a minute or two, maybe even 3 or 4. Listening was my worst skill as a counselor. And, boy do I interrupt.

Like I said listening isn’t my forte. No disrespect intended. I know people have a lot of interesting and enlightening things I can learn from. Demonstrating and even better engaging me in the lesson are favored. For example, want me to know about your sailing experience, take me with you. Want to show me how to play a tune on the piano, have me play along with you. Walking while talking works.

Perhaps it is that hyperactivity that makes me want to move, fidget or get up to go to the bathroom while people are yapping at a party. Definitely you will see me circulating at a social event because staying still and listening are difficult.

I am not complaining nor do I want anyone to feel bad if I don’t listen because I do want to hear what others say. Ay, but if you sing me a song I can sway to or silently sing along; now that is my style….

Thanks for listening,,,,

 

Water Outside not Inside

It is not the water surrounding your vessel that sinks it. It is the water that gets in that causes problems (usually through negligence). The important thing to remember is to not let the water in.

Similarly, don’t let stuff that needs to stay outside your heart and head get in. Negativity will weigh you down physically and emotionally. Fill your boat and your soul with good clean air and reminders of a healthy lifestyle.

These thoughts were noted by Ada Prieto Morgan on Patti Miller’s Facebook page. Thank you ladies for sharing.

Residing myself to, never mind

Here I go changing my mind again. Up until I read a comment for a long time sailing friend I had convinced myself to sell my 17 foot trimaran.  It is such a user friendly craft. Then again, living at 7000 feet in southeastern Colorado makes me wonder if the sailing vessel can with stand the cold. What will happen to the structure of the boat. The motor, too will have to live outside in freezing temperatures for months at a time. The hulls are molded plastic like the popular kayaks. Guess I’ll do some research.

Tomorrow I will be car shopping to allow me to tow my boat. So, why get rid of it? What heck am I thinking?  Buying a house without a garage in snow country doesn’t make much sense especially knowing it will be the end of summer 2018 before the garage is built. Considering that Ron’s house hasn’t sold, maybe we should stay here all winter. I don’t know what I want.

Some days I tell myself to just stay home and get on with writing my tales of woe. Other days I long for the wind in my hair, the camaraderie on the water, and the exhilaration of a day of fun in the sun. Is this really a reflection of my being a gemini? The ying and the yang. Why can’t I be like others who know what they want. Why can’t I focus my thoughts to write a coherent story?

One thing at a time, let me get the car capable of towing. Then, consider towing it to Cedar Key for a week of sailing with like minded folks. Putting first things first that makes sense. Though busboy (VW beetle convertible) is a fun car to drive and a joy to even look at, she just isn’t conducive for living in snow country and/or taking my little sailboat here, there, and everywhere.

After two hours of just messing around on Facebook, writing this blog, and avoiding exercise, it is time to stand up make a plan for tomorrow. Price shop cars, , , eat a nice veggie omelet for breakfast, work out, go to the museum, then car shop and lastly, visit the genius bar at the Apple Store. It does help when I blog in a quiet ranting, non critical way. Thanks to any and all who read and/or send me feedback.

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