|Our fabulous back yard – where we learned to SUP|
We’ve been back in the condo for almost 2 weeks now. Don’t get me wrong – we are so thankful that we haven’t sold it yet. Living on the boat in the boat yard (out of the water) with no air conditioning, in Savannah, GA, would not be ideal to say the least. Particularly in August/September. It is hot. And sticky. And the sand gnats are starting to come out again. Don’t laugh. If you’re laughing, you clearly don’t know what a sand gnat is…
So how are we faring in the land of endless baths (there are TWO bathtubs here!) and various kitchen appliances?
- The callous on my finger is wearing off. You know, that callous from flushing the manual toilets on the boat. I had one. It’s almost gone. I wonder how many flushes it will take to re-create said callous.
- Mark likes to take baths. I knew this. But he REALLY likes to take baths. If I walk into the condo and can’t find him – he’s in the bathtub. I’m going to start leaving the dinghy out in the rain/sun so he can take them on the boat.
- We really notice energy and water use. It is not unheard of for one of us (the shower using one of us) to turn the water on and off constantly in order to use less. And we are both more cognizant of turning off lights. The dishwasher and other appliances are “nice” but we certainly do not miss them when we are on the boat. It takes days to use enough dishes to even run the dishwasher. No wonder we had 75 plates.
- I swear it looks like a hurricane hit the inside of the condo. It was cleaned up yesterday in order to show it to a potential buyer, and today – BOOM. All hell has broken loose. I would love to blame it on the dogs, but they just sleep all day while we work. I think we are neater on the boat.
- There is so. much. space. Our 900 sq ft condo feels MASSIVE. Granted, we’ve become used to our 300 sq ft boat, but the 2 bedrooms, two bathrooms and endless pantry space really seem excessive. We could easily live in a studio apartment in Manhattan and be comfortable. (Hmmm, something to ponder)
- I sleep better on the boat. This magical TempurPedic bed that adjusts and vibrates? Nope. Can’t hold a candle to being hunkered down in my cave-like little mini-queen bed on Luna Sea.
- Walking to the cars. Holy cow. We just walk out the door and down the sidewalk, and there we are. No stopping for 30 minutes to chat with other boaters. Sometimes it is really hard to finish a project when you have to stop every 50 ft to talk to someone. But is that really a plus for the condo? Our condo neighbors are great, but I miss our boat neighbors and our chats!