This new little life of ours is awesome, no doubt. I think I fall in love with something every single day, be it a beach, a baby turtle, Keith….its a life that has removed the monatany and numbness from our daily lives. It is vibrant and leaves us feeling very alive. But emotions are like tides, there are highs and a lows; which means the agitation and irritability is a little bit less dulled as well.
You can interpret that previous explanation as “Deborah got grumpy”. Keith can surely vouch for that statement.
^^can you find the baby turtle?
How could I get grumpy in such a beautiful place and living my dream? I don’t know. It confuses me too. But there are still dishes to do and meals to cook and at times I feel like I am in the galley for the entire day and missing out on all those things that I so easily fall in love with. I am not used to cooking three meals a day every day and I am a very messy cook, it eventually got the better of me. I need to work on some simpler meals! There is also the factor that I used to spend hours alone each day, I was getting maybe fifteen minutes alone if I stayed behind when Keith took Kai for a walk. I don’t necessarily want to get away from Keith, not at all, I just found that I need a little all-by-myself time still. I used to get frustrated when Keith would uptake off exploring in the dinghy leaving me behind for a while. Who knew there would come a day when I would want to be left behind. Poor Keith said it well “I get in trouble when I leave you alone too much, and I get in trouble when I don’t leave you alone enough”. Yeah, sorry about that 😦
Thankfully the “grumps” have passed, I don’t even remember what else I was grumpy about. I know Keith might be able to fill me in on the details I have forgotten about, but I’d rather not ask 😉
Oh, and to help the happy mood, I finally speared my own fish, now if that is not something that relieves some tension! I’ve been on “dinghy duty” for almost every dive which means I swim along towing the dinghy behind me. It works well, I get to see all those baby turtles and all, and it is safe while Keith gets us dinner, but it makes it a bit difficult to sneak up on a fish and juggle a spear while lugging a small boat behind you so I have had little chances to do some hunting myself. It is also exhausting. I’m starting to remember now, I think this was another thing I got grumpy about…moving on….see my fish? It was tasty.