I went sailing

For the first time.

It was fun.

It was also a bit scary. It was a very windy day and at some point, the sailboat was so sideways that we weren’t seated anymore but standing perfectly vertical, with our feet to starboard and our heads to port. I thought we were going to capsize. But then I was told a boat like the one we were on was built in such a way it would never capsize.  I don’t know if I can believe that.

After that, we took the main sail down because it was too much for such a windy day and continued sailing with the front sail. That made the experience more enjoyable for me.

Weather-wise, it was such a lovely day (bonus points for those who get the reference).

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All things considered, I did well.  I only hit my head twice.  One with the boom before we left the marina and once with a stupid cabin hook when we were putting everything away at the end.  I made one mistake while tacking.  It was quite funny, actually instead of getting mad at me, my fellow “sailors” just laughed.  I was supposed to let of of the line at the precise time.  But instead of waiting for “three”, I let go on “one” and we lost speed as everybody was laughing at me.  Oh well.

It was a fun afternoon but I don’t think sailing is for me.  My head still hurts and I have two nice bumps on it.

It’s Monday again

Which for me, means nothing.  Every day is a Saturday for me.

I love my job.  I can sleep in every day which is very important for me.

You see, ever since I was very little (since I was born, according to the stories from grandma) I’ve been a night owl.  I suspect I have a mutation on one of the genes that control the Circadian clock, most likely the Tim (Timeless) gene because day light (or light of any kind) does not wake me up.  And I also suspect this mutation is hereditary as both my children are night owls as well as my sister.  We simply cannot wake up early in the morning.  We simply cannot go to bed at regular hours.

So both my daughter and I have perfect jobs.  We go to bed around 2 -3 am and wake up around 11 am- noon.  Absolutely perfect.

Anyway, hope you guys had a great weekend.

Mine was pretty good.

On Saturday, I went shopping with my daughter in the afternoon.

I got a wet shirt (like a wet suit but just the shirt) with SPF 50.  Water shoes -they called them aqua socks. Last year my feet were very sore from walking barefoot.  The concrete gets very hot and it actually burns your feet while your walking from one slide to the other.  I was NOT gonna let that happen this time around.  Those shoes feel like a sock actually.  Best $8 I’ve ever spent.  I also got a good pair on sunglasses -albeit very cheap cause they were on sale, so I wouldn’t be heart broken if I lost them.

Unfortunately, the shopping spree took a bit longer than I thought, and I was worried cause I was very tired by the time I got to the studio.

I had figured I’d take a nap between shopping and deejaying and I’d be OK.  When I got home at 8:55, I realized I was deejaying at 9:30 pm and NOT at 11 pm like I had previously thought.  So, I had to forget about the nap, quickly change and run to the studio instead.

In spite of being so tired, the set went very well. I was happy with it and people seemed to like it too cause I got a lot of compliments on it.  I got home at 1:30 am and crashed immediately.

On Sunday, I didn’t want to get up when the alarm went off but then I remembered what the day had to offer and I got up with a smile on my face.

We started the day with a yoga class at the studio.  SO good!  Best way to start a day. Continue reading