I’VE been laid low this week by a nasty bout of viral gastroenteritis (stomach “flu”) that has me sleeping most of the time and unable to eat. Even though most of what I’ve missed is hours at work and a couple of social events, and wouldn’t have made much progress on preparations anyway, I find myself fretting horribly about getting things done. Sheesh, this is stressful stuff.
Nonetheless, things are proceeding — the guys we hired to install the lights and drywall in the basement are nearly done after two days of work, and I can finally how it will all look when it’s done. I’ve set a tentative meeting with a property manager for this weekend, assuming I’m actually functioning by then. Philip continues to varnish the mast and strip the mizzen, though he took today off to rest his poor, tired body. And if my poor, tired body recovers in time, this weekend promises to be absolutely gorgeous – 75 and sunny – meaning we should make lots of progress on the boat as we won’t be fighting against 100 degree heat.
