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January 2018

Three Strikes

Here I go again getting impatient because someone didn’t respond to my rant. So, instead of quietly ignoring the situation and leaving the ball in their park I threw another pitch. This brings me back to an old philosophy of mine.

Three strikes and I am out. Anytime I failed to do something on the first try I reminded myself to allow two more failures before changing my tune. This worked when sailing, counseling, and doing a domestic chore.

In sailing it was imperative to keep a roster of five for each race. My roster included up to ten. How many times did I call each person? No more than 3. I figured if someone didn’t respond after that they either didn’t want to say ‘no,’ or were too busy. I certainly didn’t want to be a nag.

In counseling I would allow three sessions to solve a problem. In the school system counselors rarely have time to engage in long term therapy. Hence the genre ‘brief counseling’ was coined. If after the 3rd session the problem wasn’t solved a recommendation another counselor with whom the student, parent, or teacher might want to consider meeting with.

In the domestic arena I was negligent. There were too many other things I would rather do. Domestics included dinner with family like those Thanksgiving traditions where everyone would sit around the table and overeat. Then, the men would plop in a cushy chair and fall asleep watching football on TV. The women talked about future plans, bashed the men or  gossiped. I probably tried a zillion of these experiences. Way more than three.

With relationships I always want to end encounters in  peace. Although it took me some sixty years to come to this position with my sister. I am thankful her and I have finally met in the middle. At the first inkling of a misunderstanding or annoyance we confront each other. Within a day or two we rehash until we reach a satisfactory understanding. In some cases we decide a topic is not one we choose to engage in. And, so it goes with my mate.

On another tack, when I want to turn an acquaintance into a friendship do I use the same baseball rule before giving up?  I think I will because just like calling a dear friend if they don’t return my calls after 3 attempts a voice shouts in my head, “Quit being a nudge or an annoyance, they will call when they are ready.” Current score is two to none.

OOOOOOOO, I almost forgot between now and my birthday a hiking friend, Polly, and I will attempt to climb our first 14er. If we fail, do we try two more times then give up?

Happy Trails

 

 

Hemingway’s way of writing…

According to Jeff Goin’s blog (Goinswriter.com) Hemingway once remarked on his writing process during those early days in Paris as a fledgling writer:

All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.

So finally I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there. It was easy then

because there was always one true sentence that I knew or had seen or had heard someone say.

Isn’t there at least one true sentence you can say?

 

Or, Picture 2

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Sail in the Bahamas

Do you prefer picture 1?

Sailing Vs Hiking: What’s the diff?

 

Let me Entertain Me…

A few days ago I took on the challenge to write extemporaneously about the word entertain. Today I found myself in a situation I did not like. It conjured up negative, anxious feelings as a result of two people not behaving the way I want them to. Thankfully, I turned my attention to physical activity as a way to dissuade behaving in a way I might regret like sailing upwind with the center board up.

After wheelbarrowing three loads of dead branches and other fallen twigs to our erosion prevention areas, I retreated to my office where the sun is so intense I have to wear my sunglasses to type this. Eventually I will have another area in the loft where I can write. For now, I will use the sun’s intensity to strengthen my resolve to find a humorous way to deal with the situation.

Accessing my sense of humor is how I will entertain my reaction to this situation. Sooner or later a verbal conversation will take place. I need some phrases to accurately express how I feel, what I think, and what I will do. In order to research an appropriate lexicon I need to leave this blog entry in search of self entertainment to deal with an otherwise day of beating to windward in a two foot chop and a 20 knot breeze on my Hobie 14.

Any ideas?  Feel free to comment on my blog or via my e-mail:  sassythesailor@gmail.com

 

 

Let me Entertain You

via Daily Prompt: Entertain  

I am choosing this topic in response to a challenge I received for writing a daily prompt. 

The enticing words to this ubiquitous song send me on an imaginative journey. What words can I use that will find you laughing one minute, sighing the next, and finally withdrawing into the depths of your heart? k

Do I begin with a joke? For the Florida Comprehensive Test of Achievement teachers prepared 4th grade students by encouraging them to begin their essays with an action word. So if I want to entertain you with a summary of my day’s adventure would Sailing to the Summit be a good intro?

I could follow up those words with Sailing to the Summit I slipped on the first snowy step. To save myself I grabbed a dead tree branch that was dangling next to me. ‘Snap went the branch.’ To add to my I Love Lucy adventure, another branch caught the outside pocket of my brand new backpack. The water bottle tumbled out, and as I reached for it with my foot, my whole body slid, not onto the clean freshly fallen snow. No, that would have just gotten me wet. Rather, I slithered onto the slippery slope covered in mud.

How is that for the beginning of an entertaining tale? Does it make you laugh? Is it lighthearted, at least? After hearing comments, I will continue with a transition to a sigh, than end with a soothing cup of warm cider to warm your heart.

What Does it Take to Write a Book

It seems so simple, compile my thoughts, write them down, then put them in a logical order. Hmmm, guess I better get started. After all books do not write themselves.

Perhaps it is like baking a cake. In that case here is a format:

Baking a Cake Writing a Book
1. Gather Ingredients

Use ingredients in the pantry

Purchase ingredients needed

 

1. Gather ideas

Use previously written material

Create new material

2. Combine ingredients in a

particular order

2. Fomat a logical flow

 

      Mix liquids       Create a Table of Contents
      Mix dry ingredients       Create Appendixes for clarification
           Fold dry ingredients into

the wet  ones

3. Write an introduction
3.  Bake 4. Write a summary

 

Validation

About 8 years ago in the tiny town of Chesapeake City an aspiring sailor took the time out of her day to drive a long way to meet me at the dock. A stranger, a gal named Suky, who I read about wanted to get to know me.  Meeting Suky  was the first validation I received as a solo sailor. All my friends, family and colleagues knew of my adventure but it was Suky who made me feel accepted into the world of solo sailing.  Now that I am on respite from sailing it is reading about Suky’s adventures that keeps my dream of sailing alone offshore alive.

Another respected sailor is Sherry McCampbell. I remain in awe of her perseverance to stick with her goal to sail around the world. The days when Sherry and I walked the beaches of Indialantic, Florida are as vivid as if they are still happening. We jabbered with each sandy step. Sherry wanted and found a compatible mate, who she married.  Me, I took the solo route. And, then, I fell into lust over a man who still makes my knees shake when he smiles at me.

While Sherry and her husband Dave are now about halfway around the world, after six years into their ten year circumnavigation, I am learning the ropes of being an unmarried housewife, a fraulein, living at the rural, arid gateway to the Rocky Mountains with a man I adore. Admittedly I am somewhat embarrassed  that I have yet to finish my solo circumnavigation.  Reflecting on the morning Suky showed up at the passage between the Delaware and Chesapeake Rivers which substantiated my need to have someone else  belief that I have the ability to sail where, when and how I choose to navigate the world.

In my heart I know I will sail again. It is in my soul (and my budget)…

 

 

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