The second happiest day of my life.
I had a serious talk with God a week ago Tuesday. Most of my talks are usually telling God what I want him to do. But Tuesday, I decided the talk was one way. So I decided to listen. I wanted to sell my boat, the Hubba Hubba. I kind of inherited the Hubba Hubba, after my husband passed on and his boat-partner decided it was too much hassle. That photo was about 8 years ago when I had it completely wooded (all the paint taken off on a full wooden boat). It was a glorious day for the old gal, a 1966 Chris Craft, twin engine (305 HP V8's). I figure in boat years the 1966 birthdate translates to....um, in boat years...to infinity! Work never stops, unless I just choose to ignore it. I figure it cost me $2000 per hour to run it last year. Not so good. I had tried to do it my way. Between Craig's List, e-Bay, trying to give it to charity (rules have changed and they have to keep it for two years), tried to give it to the Sea Scouts...they never returned my call