“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain

39 and 15


So yesterday was my birthday.  I turned 39.  I didn’t spend it doing anything too exciting.  For the first time in a couple of weeks I spent less than 12 hours in the office.  It’s sad when leaving before 6PM seems like a reward.  I didn’t want to do anything too exciting.  The weather was off and I just wanted to spend some time with my Bride and pup.  I splurged on myself for two things yesterday.  First I started the day with an Iced Redeye from Redeye Roasters; it’s an ice coffee with a shot of their in-house roasted espresso.  Then on the way home I stopped and bought a decent brand cigar (I normally smoke factory seconds that cost less than $1 each, this was a $10 cigar).  It’s funny, before the cruising thing caught hold I wouldn’t think twice about spending $15 on an iced coffee and cigar.  Now they seem like splurges.  I guess my Bride’s influence regarding money is taking hold.  I also will throw a little blame to Stormy, who’s great writing makes the minimalist approach appealing.

When I got back to the boat, I jumped into the dinghy with my pup and cigar.  We had some time to kill before my Bride’s commuter boat got in and I just wanted to relax.  I motored out to Grape Island and then just let the tide carry me back in towards the commuter boat dock.

As I enjoyed my cigar while bobbing with the wake from passing boats I thought about our plan: 15 months.  I have 15 months, give or take a couple of weeks depending on when we actually give notice, more of this.  It doesn’t seem long when you consider we have been dreaming of going cruising for over 12 years every since we first sailed on the Heavenly Days in St. Thomas.  It also doesn’t seem that long when you consider if we wait for retirement, like many do, that would be another 23 and a half years or so.  But as I floated on the current past Webb Park, 15 months seemed like an unimaginable amount of time.  It’s 15 more months of getting up earlier than I want, to go sit in traffic, to sit in a box for 50 to 70 hours per week and deal with contractors, regulators and clients I don’t like.  15 more months of trying to fit my real life into the two days off I hopefully get each week with the occasional vacation time mixed in. I wished we could go now and can’t imagine how I will get through the next 15 months.

Rereading this post it seems like I am bitching.  I guess I am and I should be more grateful that it’s only 15 months away.  I have plenty to do: a nice vacation cruise coming up next week, upgrades to the boat to plan and execute, plenty of things to do with my Bride and Summer, prepare for living aboard during the winter in Boston, etc.  I’ve read that the last 10% of leaving to go cruising is the hardest part.  I guess I am feeling that now.

Oh well.  It’s Friday morning.  The weather looks good this weekend and we should be able to get out sailing and spend the night away from the dock.  The U.S. team has made it to the next round in the World Cup (thanks Tom and Nancy for making me care about this) and that should be a welcome distraction for a little while.

Fair winds

8 thoughts on “39 and 15

  1. Happy birthday first of all.
    I hear ya on the work thing. It’s a dream killer, but the months will pass. And don’t worry about the bitching…. that’s pretty much all I do in my posts!!
    Cheers and, by golly, smoke another one of them cigars this weekend!

  2. Happy Belated Birthday! We feel your pain … we can’t wait to start cruising, and we also work way too much! We don’t know how much longer it will be before our house sells, but we sure didn’t expect to be having it on the market for almost 2 years now. At least you have a date in mind. Can’t wait till we’re both out there! =)

  3. Happy birthday to you! I didn’t hear bitching in this post…what resonated with me was a sense of disequilibrium that arises when aspects of life are out of balance relative to your values or desires. I believe that it is often tension that propels us toward growth and action. Your discontentment with long work hours and a gnarly commute will be fuel to make your remaining 15 months very productive. Some people live to work and others work to live; you are among the latter. Right now, you and your bride are working to prepare to live your dreams. If you lacked awareness of your higher level aspirations, the things that really matter to you, you might be less bothered. Cheers, Jessie

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  5. I could have sworn I posted a “Happy Birthday” comment here! Oops, well I was thinking it anyway 🙂 Looks like you guys are sailing fools this summer…good for you guys! Sounds like the timing might be right for us to run into eachother next fall somewhere too, hopefully it works out! ~Jackie

    • Thanks Jackie. Seems like you guys have a lot of good stuff going on with Hullabaloo too.

      Do you guys know where you want to head for that first season? We are only planning just to get to Florida by December/early January. From there we are thinking about going to the Bahamas but I sometimes think I would like to go down to Keys before heading over to the Bahamas. I plan to dive into our plans more this winter.

      • If we get to Florida November/early December I’m sure we’d make the trip to the Keys but it depends (as always) on the timing and weather. Nothing definite planned yet but it seems like kind of a waste to get all the way down there and NOT see the Keys right?!?

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