Kind of a mini hurrah!

Stan informed me that the final box in the POD was opened today and the Pods are (kinda) officially empty. All that remains of “his” stuff are 5 bins and 2 anchors that need to be sold on Ebay. “My” stuff is the leather ottoman that has no home as well as the pictures inside. Hopefully the 40” TV that is also inside gets mounted one of these days, (sooner than later). Now the race begins to get the huge mess that is in the 2 forward staterooms stowed, thrown or in some variation dealt with.

Monday morning at 8 AM the engine mechanic will appear with his crew to start disassembling the engine and doing the entire engine related stuff on his list. By then, we need to have our mess cleared up, plastic on the carpeted stairs as well as cardboard and plastic on the walls. I guess this explains why my anxiety level seems to run on the consistent side of high as of late. I feel like we are always trying to fend off the next wave. Not only is the aft sunroom under tarps and a mess of teak dust, the mess is spilling into the salon and through to the pilot house and down the stairs to the staterooms. Well, I guess you know where you will find us over the next number of days. Can someone periodically remind me that we will make it past this uncomfortable phase? I will post some pictures in the next few days of the mess so maybe you can feel our pain.