and our brief flirtation with lovely weather has disappeared. Yesterday, during most of the day the weather was bright, breezy and cork-in-a-shaken bottle. There was a short time when it was reasonably fine to be out on deck. The rest of the time? The crew battened down most moveable objects and people were navigating the corridors via the drunken sailor walk.
Me? As you might expect, I spent the day chatting with various people in the lounge hearing more tales about family members stranded at the start of the pandemic. The stories are interesting. More than one has a family member they haven’t seen in several years due to resistance of that member to get immunized.
Ah, well The only thing I can keep chanting is “You can’t regulate common sense and you can’t cure stupid.”
So I am continuing to work on one or more of the cross-stitch projects I brought along, take a few naps and listen here and there to interesting conversations.
I continue to make progress on the LongDog (You Belong to Me aka the Egyptian one). I will say that negative space objects are less my joy than positive ones (see goats vs birds). I just went past 70% so I think I am safe in thinking I will have this finished this year. Finishing out the bottom of both pyramids will mean that I have completed 8 full pages + part of the 9th.
And then there is the Galactic Dragon Puzzle
which is only 500 pieces but took various contributors a couple of days. It is all whimsy pieces of stars, inserts and sharp angles. After looking through the remaining puzzles, I may well hit a toy store in Accerife. None of the ones left appeal to me.
I think we may have one time zone change left, but it should be after we leave the Canaries. Hoping for better weather tomorrow, but one never knows!
I enjoy a bit of rough weather. It makes me feel titillatingly tipsy without the liver damage.