Well the first hour of the boat ride was a bladder hammering till I had cold sweats experience.....the winds were NE so we hammered into the waves....or they hammered us. We stopped, bc a hatch broke and I crawled off the back to pee....OMG....such a relief.
I chugged a beer, curled up sideways on my beanbag and napped.....no pounding....almost smooth sailing the rest of the way.
The Frenchman is living Next door still in the house falling into the ocean, no electric or water. We had him over last night for Queen Trigger fish, broccoli w onions, and rice. It was fresh and really nice. We'll take him fishing soon.
The Australian had dinner with us the first night and tonight. The big event was a 120 foot yacht stranded on a sandbar 50 feet from my seawall. My brother yelled "I'll help you" and dashed for his boat.
Long story short brother managed to free the massive thing only to watch the guy drive it onto shore. This time brother brought a pilot on board before dragging him fee and all was well. Very exciting.
There's another boat ruined on the reef further out....right in front of the cottage...wrecked about a week ago. Not sure about the story but there's no insurance. I think the guy caring for it took it out partying and came home drunk. Odd a local would drive into the reef. It looks like it's anchored, not wrecked.
Tomorrow we tell the renter he must go. Met with another maid today and I wasn't ok....not going into that bc I've calmed down. Today was rough on team radical acceptance.
I finally asserted myself, kind of in every direction, then had a chat about it with brother. I wasn't feeling heard and that's not ok. We drove around on the golf cart to outrun the bugs and share our views, then he went fishing while I had the cottage to myself and painted zinser shellac over knotholes bleeding through paint...very satisfying work,btw.
When brother came back, he had the Aussie with him, and a baracuda already cleaned and ready to cook with 10 lobster tails. Aussie is very..... adverse to authority. Lives on his cruiser....calls Thailand home, likes to laugh and tell naughty jokes and has been banned by the wife on the sailboat docked next to him. He likes Apple bourbon and pineapple juice....it wasn't too bad. He was about to mess up the wife's neatly coiled docking lines when we saw the yacht. They, the wife and husband on the sailboat, have a dog, so disaster averted....he would have been caught, for sure.
I had to scrap several projects I cared about. Not my choice and part of golf cart discussion. I'm making peace with it but wasn't easy.
Brother super sweet to me when he got back from fishing, btw. Tomorrow I paint 2 ceilings, organize a bit, let new maid do her thing....then we troll for Wahoo.
Oh....Im not cut out for boating.....dont care a bit about it come to find, but brother adores and is amazing at it.
Super sleepy....back aching from fishing and work. I had 2 monsters on my pole the first day, but they got away.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Lighter💖