Easter Weekend

I spent my entire Easter weekend underneath an old, rusting houseboat. It was cold and windy and the work was ugly and dirty. After 4 days I am now sore, tired and dirty myself. I have Fiberglas resin in my hair, paint in my nose, bondo on my arms and rust flecks in my eyes.

I did however have a lot of time to think. Sometime yesterday, while hanging upside down scraping rust off a pontoon, it came to me why ships are referred to in the feminine sense. All this work, investment in time and money, as well as the pain I have to go through for just a few great moments this summer. I get the connection - ships like women require a lot of work for so little return. I have calculated that it would be cheaper to rent a houseboat whenever I wanted as opposed to the investment of owning one. Hmmmm - how would that work with women?



Here is the view of my world for the past 4 days.