Suffering lack of muse

Good weekend, much needed respite from the rest of the world.

Yestereday, looked like we were in for a series of storms, took Lyssa out anyways.   Damned krazzee waves going on.   Lake swells from the main lake from my aft starboard quarter. wind swells on my port beam, and random bow wakes from everywhere else.   Didn’t stay out long since everybody and their brother were lining up 4 deep to get their fast movers off the water and eyeballing those thunderheads looming in the distance. Was getting some good practice in on chaotic waters but really didn’t want to be caught out in it when that shit broke.

only, it never did. Even into this morning, it was no worse than few light drizzles and the wind didn’t get to storm levels once.

LOL one time its “its miles away” and you get shit on. Then when you are “better clear the boards, blows a-comin'” fizzle pop spurt,

While I can’t complain as I was the only one of us to get on water either day, I would have (should have) spent way more time out there. I didn’t want to seem the anti-social recluse (that I am most days) and hung out jawing with everyone else. Good times, but not water times, and I know B is feeling the lack right now. ( I could see it in his eyes while saying our goodbyes.)

And I never busted the straps on Lizzy. Has some thoughts on that boat and if she doesn’t sell (haven’t set a time frame) I may start ‘adjusting’ her to my needs/demands/style/whateveryawannacallit’s . Even discussed some of it with B while there and ‘in theory’ the changes would make her a much friendlier boat. Only one way to know for sure: FAFO. BUT, in doing so, it would kill her value as a brand/model. SO, I am weighing in my mind just how much value a thirty year old boat can hold vs my skills at ‘tuning her’. No hardlines drawn , just like doing BlueJeans skeg: until that first cut, its just an idea, but once that first cut is made, its do or die time.

I was originally going to post some thoughts on Ameri-CANS, mental states, how America is more an idea, not a place, etc etc etc, but everytime I sat to write over the weekend, my thoughts were discombobulated and scattered about like leaves. I just could NOT get my shit straight that didn’t come off as condescending, or evanglical, or some other aspect that didn’t work at all for the subject matter.

and still are. Prolly doesn’t help that Mama is all clingy right now, acting like she is nesting, ready to drop kittens,,, She isn’t pregnant, hasn’t been, can’t get that way, but the hormones are there and its real enough in her wee-brainium,,,, Sigh,,,,

I need to work on my personal perspectives, stop dwellng on the what ifs and shoulda’s. The writing thing always does better when its from the hip, not scheduled or forced. Maybe if I am not trying so damned hard, Muse will come back from her vakay and we can get back to work,,,,,