Another night of not-on-the-boat ‘not-so-much’ sleep. I’ve gotten a LOT of reading done in the past three days (nights). To the point where the girls know that I’m always worried about running out of books each year, and they come stop me when they see one in my hands. “Conserve, Mom!!” Nice to know I’ve got the Reading Rangers looking out for me.
Yesterday was a big day on the boat. Andy fiberglassed the interior bits (inside of the hull spots, and a bit of tabbing repair in the bilge), and completed the faring and sanding on the hull. It looks amazing! While he was fiberglassing the other day, he ground down some spots on the rudder that he also glassed, so that needs to be fared and finished, but it’s a small area, and I’m hoping the dust situation won’t be crazy.
I finally made sense of the cabin, did a detailed fiberglass dust removal on the majority of spaces, and started putting our cushions back together. All of the galley lockers and drawers and all of their contents are still covered in dust, so I made a makeshift wash space in a bucket on a couple of cement blocks and started a very inefficient washing scene. About an hour in, ten glasses were clean though, so..
Lily started a new book on Sunday on her ipad (we’re all training ourselves to read on tablets since the bags couldn’t support our book weight’s needs), and she hung her hammock under our neighbor’s swim platform and spent most of the day absorbed. Not helpful to the cause, but out of the way in any event.
Violet spent her day shadowing two friends who came to help, and chattered away while they graciously replaced our fore and aft cleats. She was perched on the dinghy at the bow and was drawing at the same time, sent away only to do laundry for me. Always a social butterfly, and helpful this time, too!
A neighbor of the yard who we’ve met has a 10 year old girl who came to fetch the girls after she got out of school yesterday, and they played at her house while we cleaned up. They’ll see each other again today, which makes me so happy. Lily was wistfully wondering when we’d see some ‘kid boats’, and then poof! Emma arrived. Land kid, but kid nonetheless!
Time to get to the yard!