One Step Closer

This morning we found ourselves having a hard time getting out of bed. What did they put in that margarita we wondered? I would open my eyes and think about getting up, only to fall back in slumber. Mike finally made to first move when he needed to make some calls to organize the day. As we were still lounging and drinking coffee, there came a knock on the hull. Our neighbors, Christian and Ilza, were going in the water today and our boats were parked pretty close to one another. There wasn’t enough room to get the travel lift in so since we are in a cradle they wanted to move us out of the way. The only difficulty was that we have a lot of stuff accumulated under our boat. So after moving random pieces of steel, scraps of wood, another inherited wind vane, etc we were moved just a couple of boat lengths away (at least it was towards the water and not further away from it!). And all worth it in the end because we have a much lovelier spot. We have a little garden and grove of Eucalyptus and palm trees on our port side and no one directly next to us. It is also nice to not be right on top of Demir’s shop and all of the hustle and noise. The only unfortunate thing is my new foot has had it with the ladder. It was doing so well but I have noticed some aches and pains over the past week or two. And my foot really didn’t like the ladder this morning. I think it could handle it occasionally, but after 4 weeks of up and down, up and down, it has reached its limit. So with orders from my personal nurse, I was forbidden from the ladder and laid low with my foot up and Ibuprofen in my system. Between my foot and our slow and tired start, this day has become a bit of a write-off. Mike did manage to run into town for a few needed items, but overall we both find ourselves unmotivated and unwilling to take much on. Maybe this will be our Sunday for the week…