So today, I drove to town and to the marina. I felt better as the afternoon progressed. The supplies are loaded on the boat for the weekend. We are planning a little getaway. Just the usual boat stuff of anchoring, going to shore to walk the beach, grill out, and get plenty of rest. My appetite is about nil right now. But maybe the sea air will enhance it. Food always tastes good after a day on the water.
Some friends are heading south for a water festival. It is a floating cocktail party with hundreds of boats and few restraints. We totally opted out of that. I hope their weekend goes well. He is an active alcoholic who is unreliable and she is co-dependent, believing all he tells her. Yet, they put themselves in this situation time and time again with the same unmanageable results.
I will take the peace and relative quiet here. The stormy weather may keep the number of boats down with any luck. Or they may all decide to also head south for the water festival. I hope so.