one of two

sea days that is

We had storms leaving Guatemala yesterday. The bad weather, complete with fog down to the ocean level, rain, thunder, lightning, and the start of rough seas. I had looked out, couldn’t see anything, even the edge of the break as we were sailing out. Right. Close the curtain and forget it.

I am starting to know the other 5-6 early birds in the Observation Lounge as we see each other every morning. It is the one place on the ship where there is always coffee. Actually, there might also be functioning coffee urns outside the Garden Cafe on Deck 16, but since those are next to the smokers area – I avoid it.

Other than that – Knitting group from 1000-1200. Afternoon spent relaxing in my room, and evening was more of the same. I finished as much as I could on the second Travel stitching from Jeanette Douglas. Ran out of the color I needed to complete the map. I looked at my available three projects left and decided to go with Fowl Mood by InkCircles.

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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