Nice way to start the day, third great day of sailing.
Postcards from the road.
Did I tell you I capsized last time I went sailing?
With a friend, his first time out. In a sudden storm. Much excitingness.
That was back in July, actually.
I’ve been meaning to get around to all that; but time, you know, slips by.
I’ve had to take a pass on MASCF this year. First time I’ll miss it in about 7 years. Unexpected. But? I count myself lucky.
Funny thing: When you work for someone else, you think: “If I only had my own business, I could set my own schedule.”
Not at all true. It’s an idle lie you tell yourself to make yourself unhappy. That is all.
It’s an idle lie you tell yourself to make yourself unhappy.
When you work for yourself, you have to work like hell when you have it, because you don’t know if you’ll have it two months from now. If you’re lucky, six months go by and you’re still thinking the same thing.
But then, six months have gone by, and you missed all of them.
Count your blessings, whatever they are.
Every day counts.
Can’t believe it’s already over.
This was supposed to be my summer of sailing and house repairs, but turns out I’ve done little and none of either. Too much work. Much of it has been on fun projects, though, and continues to be. More on the others later, but one just finished up last week.