I know, it has been awhile. I guess there was a small fear that we might be leaving since our lease is up and I didn't know how to handle that. But alas our landlord is extending it, so we will just float on.
Two weekends we went to land for the weekend. It was our first weekend away since Oct, we have been waterlocked I guess. It was nice to get away but different than that urge when we lived in the city which would hit about every 6 weeks or so. Life is different in Marin!
While we were gone each evening Ben or I had a dream about water, and no good ones. The first night I have a dream we were at a Camp St. Croix-type of dining hall and there was a tsunami. The water kept rushing in and we had to hold onto the rafters to stay out of the way. I might mention that I do remember that the water was sea/ocean water so it wasn't bath tub warm, but wicked cold like the water we live on. (Guess I miss it when it is not around.)
The next evening Ben had a dream about the Mississippi, and a boat crash. His words of wisdom were; "Ann, if we are ever on a boat on the Mississippi and its capsizes, please listen to me and don't swim under the boat." Ok that seems like sage advice. Apparently, I wanted to prove that I knew what happened to make the boat capsize. After being in boats that have capsized, I can tell you from past performances I am not trying to figure out what happened but how to get the boat back up and stay the H away from the water.
Seems like this floating abode does have an affect on us when we are gone from it. mmm, who knew!
