thanks! Well, I polished the hull
when we were on the hard
(interestingly, the port side was about 44'; the starboard side felt like 150'
.....I've scraped off bottom paint
and repainted; polished the prop, stripped, sanded, and resealed all the teak
exterior.....I've climbed into the engine
room, pulled wires and hoses, replaced a variety of screws and bolts....With help, I can get the dinghy
off and the engine
mounted --- and I can start and run it. I can identify most of the parts
of the boat, know the points of sail and the know the basic rules of the road....But to be honest, none of these jobs are easy or really fun for a small, relatively feminine woman. I no longer have "nails" --- and I have learned to wear the same clothes more than once (or twice
.....I don't have to dye my roots any more -- 'cause my head
is black from all the bruises (hahaha).....I've gone from a 600 sq. ft kitchen to a 18 sq. ft. galley
...The adaptation has been an adventure --- and a positive challenge.......I think the key is in what you said --- you have to know and be who you are. For many of us women, this is a very foreign environment
. I will probably always be more "pink" --- by want as well as need. But I also want to be safe, confident, and comfortable. Finding my "spot" is still a bit vague. Laughter helps; tears provide relief......