It’s not IF you fall it’s WHEN

I was informed that repairs would be complete today around 11. Knowing how things can change “my” plans, I decided to get my Covid test for Bahamas, buy alcohol for this weekend, and return the Jeep to my marina so I don’t have to worry about that on the boat ride home

Covid tests are being held at the Hard Rock stadium here. I show up, the gate attendant says no testing today, we are having NFL playoffs today…I say, well then, I’m here for the game, he laughed and pointed my way out.

By the time I Uber’d back to the boat. Repairs were complete and everyone was off. It’s so filthy I can’t stand it. I rinse her off and start to dry. Because we are under a freeway, the dust never stops and I’m making mud pies. The tide is going out therefore my boat is sinking way below the dock. I use the tiny step, you’re supposed to use in this situation, it’s wet, I’m barefoot and I tell myself “stacy. Get some shoes on”. stacy sometimes doesn’t listen well.

I step on, I slip off, fall into the water, GROSS MARINA WATER, and am stuck straddling the shore power line and water supply hose. The deckhands next to me, hear the splash and come to my rescue. He says “are you ok? “ well…because you guys saw, my pride is a bit bruised, but other than that I’m fine.

I finish cleaning GiGi in my wet clothes and am now showered and enjoying wine at 4pm!

But all is right In The world, because this child will be on my boat tomorrow night!!!