Overeating junk food, while the vegetables go to waste. My fitness program has disappeared, and my energy level is again very low. I want to get away from drinking coffee, but it seems to be the only known beverage to keep me awake during those repeatitive IEP meetings I frequently have to attend in order to hopefully afford the voyage of a lifetime.. My love for SPRAY has dwindled. She needs a good polish and buffing. I'm too lazy to figure out how to work the electric buffer; don't want to have to take her to a 'yard.' I just lack ambition. Four more weeks until a nine week work break. No plans, other than to search for my next boat. I need a voyager that is safe, user friendly, and will take me as far as amy seasicknesses will tolerate.
I'm having difficulty emotionally. Living alone feels so alone. It's so different when your lover is miles away and you know that at any time he will call. Guess I miss having a boyfriend. It is so quiet without our dog. The phone isn't ringing, the TV is off after watching four hours of nonsense this evening. Though it was the first time in 5 months I watched more than an hour. How do people stand the blab, blab, blab, is beyond me. Although admittedly I am intrigued with the upcoming royal wedding. I hope she wears a big puffy traditional dress and not some skimpy silhouetted body hugging sensual oo la la, dress better saved for a new year's eve gala event.
Golly, I gotta get out of this rut. Where oh where is my next boat? When will my next venture start? There is so much work ahead, yet all I want to do is eat and sleep. Someone send me inspiration and in return I'll brighten your day with sunny thoughts and silly tales of life alone at sea.