Well, the lawyers will have to survive another year putting other couples asunder. (Boat name seen today: Motion Granted) We made it through. In fact, everything went pretty smoothly, unless you consider that I left my car keys back at the marina and had to hitchhike there from the park. It was such a beautiful day I didn’t even mind, even though I got a blister. Top-Siders are great deck shoes, but not so good for walking.
If you want to understand why Alan and I tend to squabble on days like this, consider this photo:
This is a fitting on the very point of the bow. Not a very big one, maybe five or six inches long. Alan had to remove it to properly treat the wooden rail underneath, and when he replaced it? Note the position of the screws, how each one is perfectly aligned vertically. The last thing we needed to do before launching was tighten these screws, and I was instructed to hold them in that vertical position while he tightened the nuts they attached to belowdecks. Why? Because that’s the way he likes them, damnit — shipshape.
“It simply amazes me that you can be this picky about the position of a screw, and yet, if I weren’t here, you could go the rest of your life without ever making your bed,” I remarked.
Mars and Venus. But still, we keep our heads above water.