Life as a Sailing Widow
by Zia ~ April 21st, 2006. Filed under: Ephemera.The race this weekend is 30 hours long.
30 hours.
I cannot even begin to fathom what it would be like to spend 30 hours on a sailboat. It’s a good thing Steve likes the rest of the crew. They’re going to be very cozy. I, of course, am going to miss him while he’s gone. He called me at about nine this morning.
“Wanna go on a hot date tonight?”
“Sure,” I said, pleased. I didn’t think he’d want to do anything tonight; he’s a real morning person, can easily be asleep by 8 every night. Okay, okay, he is asleep by 8 every night.
“Okay,” he said. “But we have to make it early. I have an even hotter date at 7:30. With the bed.”