Really, I don’t spend all my time bitching, moaning and whining. At least I don’t think that I do. It is more that days where things go really right or really wrong are by far more interesting to write about than those days which are the core of our lives. Those ordinary days which consist of getting up, dressed, eating, dealing with life, work, family and friends ending with falling into bed in the evening hopefully with the task list a bit shorter rather than having grown significantly in length. We all have those days of running around where it seems like we are falling further behind and the list of things too do grows at double the rate of things checked off.
But on a ship? I don’t know that you really want to hear about breakfast (cold buffet in either the CL or D lounge) that I raid primarily because of access to the lovely Latte machine. I have already mentioned the morning needle work group. I don’t do trivia, competitive games and have no interest in watching Belly Flops, playing Bingo, attending non-Art Auctions or hearing about whatever Jewelry is being peddled today. I am finding it much more fun to spend my afternoon lazing on the balcony, editing pictures, whittling down the list of lectures I am watching and perhaps taking a nap.
Which leads me to today’s challenge. I understand completely that maintenance on a ship is an on going and continuous process. Same with decks and windows being washed. I get it completely. What I would think is reasonable is a bit of advanced notice. Say before the balcony next to me gets awash in water than comes under the partition to soak anything stupidly left on the deck.
Or before someone decides to wash the area on Deck 9 directly overhead forgetting that the aft balconies below have more than 50% uncovered and it just might be that someone has moved a lounge chair from undercover for a few minutes of sunbathing.