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Scraping Paint
I don't even know where to start, except to say that I've tried to go to sleep now for three hours and I can't. For at least two years now I've dreamed of living on a boat. Waking up on Sunday morning, having coffee on the back deck, enjoying the squawks of the night herons as they wake up, maybe throwing off the lines and enjoying a weekend cruise or just a sunset run up and down the lake. Except that time has come and now I'm wondering if I (we) made the right decision.
It took me a year to learn, but I knew everything, I mean EVERYTHING about my very simple 51 year old Chris Craft. There wasn't a wire I hadn't identified, a system I couldn't tell you every part of, and when something didn't sound right, I knew exactly what it was. But today I realized that I'm back at square one and this new boat scares me.
The shear amount of systems on it is just overwhelming. A/C systems, D/C systems, the actual AC's - as in plural, the holding tank systems, the fresh water systems, and the wires - OMG the wires. There must be 167 miles of wires in the boat. And todays little hiccup with the shifter didn't help things. Luckily I had dealt with enough things on my Chris Craft that I didn't get to excited and was able to fix it - but it is a little unnerving when you put your shifter in forward and your boat goes in reverse instead.
And then there's the creature comforts. When we moved out of our sticks and bricks house and into our RV, it was a culture shock, but in retrospect I was never as apprehensive about that, as I am about living aboard. I mean the worse thing about the RV is that you have to go outside and empty the poop tank once a week, which isn't a big deal. Now I have strainers to check every week, engines to run regularly, fluids to check, sumps to clean out, water tanks to fill, electronics to keep up with, decks to maintain, and any number of other things that are sure to go wrong because after all its a boat.
I suppose that I'm rambling because I have an over active imagination, and the combination of excitement and anxiety is making my thoughts run wild and keeping me from relaxing, let alone sleeping. I keep going though the what if's of everything on that boat and if I'll be able to handle everything.
I don't expect a reply but words of encouragement wouldn't be disregarded either, especially if you felt this way before moving aboard.
Now for some xanax.
btw... this is the boat.
It took me a year to learn, but I knew everything, I mean EVERYTHING about my very simple 51 year old Chris Craft. There wasn't a wire I hadn't identified, a system I couldn't tell you every part of, and when something didn't sound right, I knew exactly what it was. But today I realized that I'm back at square one and this new boat scares me.
The shear amount of systems on it is just overwhelming. A/C systems, D/C systems, the actual AC's - as in plural, the holding tank systems, the fresh water systems, and the wires - OMG the wires. There must be 167 miles of wires in the boat. And todays little hiccup with the shifter didn't help things. Luckily I had dealt with enough things on my Chris Craft that I didn't get to excited and was able to fix it - but it is a little unnerving when you put your shifter in forward and your boat goes in reverse instead.
And then there's the creature comforts. When we moved out of our sticks and bricks house and into our RV, it was a culture shock, but in retrospect I was never as apprehensive about that, as I am about living aboard. I mean the worse thing about the RV is that you have to go outside and empty the poop tank once a week, which isn't a big deal. Now I have strainers to check every week, engines to run regularly, fluids to check, sumps to clean out, water tanks to fill, electronics to keep up with, decks to maintain, and any number of other things that are sure to go wrong because after all its a boat.
I suppose that I'm rambling because I have an over active imagination, and the combination of excitement and anxiety is making my thoughts run wild and keeping me from relaxing, let alone sleeping. I keep going though the what if's of everything on that boat and if I'll be able to handle everything.
I don't expect a reply but words of encouragement wouldn't be disregarded either, especially if you felt this way before moving aboard.
Now for some xanax.
btw... this is the boat.