It became official this morning.  We are going cruising!

Keith resigned.

We are about to do what we have been saying we were going to do for the last twenty years.  Its our time.

You might think that tonight would be filled with shouts of joy, congratulatory cheers, and champagne but I think Keith summed up the mood tonight best when he tiredly muttered “I hope we like it”.

If you know us, or maybe can tell just from following us, this was by far the hardest and most stressed-over part of this whole big plan.  Keith had worked hard for and was gifted with an amazing career opportunity, probably like no other he will have again.  He had a boss, a company, benefits, and a future that left little room for wanting.  It was not, and I can tell by his tired eyes is still not, any easy thing for him to walk away from.  We just traded security, comfort, and social expectations for a shot at living our biggest, wildest life-long dream. It’s a sobering moment.

I share this because as we have been going through this and have shared our trepidations with other cruisers and to-be cruisers we have found that almost all have had to make some hard decisions.  True sacrifices.  Wether it is a gorgeous grow-old-in home that has to go on the market, leaving close family behind, or shunning the security of a career, compromises almost certainly have to be made for this lifestyle.  From a distance the act of casting off the lines and sailing out into the horizon seems so care-free and romantic, but like most things, when you get up real close…

Curiously, we found that younger (and still working) people almost always advised us to stay and keep working while older (and retired) people almost always encouraged us to make the leap-now.  I hope the older (but still working) future us, will agree with the decisions made today 🙂

So why?  Why are we willing to take this chance?  

Because we want to make more memories like these: 

These are the moments, however poorly photographed, that we were truly living life to it’s fullest.  

It’s time for us to make more memories (because goodness knows we won’t be making anymore money)

^^a beer, a grill, and the most beautiful place on earth.

^^oh, and a fish to go on that grill

^^diving, sharks, birthdays, rum, and friends-a good day.

^^this photo and associated memories is probably worth a post of its own, but the short of it is “best dinner of our lives”. 

^^our friend: *picks up a handful of pellets from the ground

“Look, someone must be feeding the hutia”

Keith: “um, that’s not their food

Never did see a hutia, just lots of hutia poo

^^fileting a fish at the “pools” at Double-Breasted -outdoor kitchen at its best.

^^the customs shack.  Welcome to the Bahamas!

^^raising the courtesy flag after visiting the customs shack-always a big moment.

^^there is always room for one more in the cockpit 

^^you can’t fake a smile that genuine (or relaxed)

^^the cure for anything is saltwater…..

^^the afternoon routine.  This is what you do without AC.

^^dinner-probably from our super secret sea-fan spot 

^^the conundrum of the day “grill” or “fry”

^^sweet little mutton snapper came from a day that was too choppy to dive our usual spots.  What an unexpected and tasty surprise.  Sometimes things just work out better than expected.

^^the commute home

^^ breakfast with buddies. Note Keith diving into that Bahama bread.

^^Double-Breasted. Again. Just because it’s our little spot.  You’ve got to admit the view from the backyard is pretty sweet.

^^everyone else got icecream, Keith got fresh baked bread

^^and someone to share it all with-that’s what really counts.








FIRST day of my FIRST retirement


Ok, I can’t tell you how many times Keith and I have clarified, “we aren’t retiring-we will be returning to work at some point”.

But really, if it is my first day of my first retirement, doesn’t that imply the same thing? I’d have to work again to have a second retirement. I’m going to go with it. Besides, it sounds better than unemployed.

So how did I spend this special day? About the same as I would any other weekend day. It really hasn’t sunk in at all yet. I grocery shopped, cooked, and did laundry. But I did go for two, yep two, nice long walks on the beach and was able to eat dinner with Keith, something we have not been able to do on a weeknight in years.

It was a good, good day, but tomorrow it’s back to work–on the project list at least 🙂