Well tomorrow marks the day that we’ll finally come face to face with the boat we’ve been inspecting pixel by pixel over various computer images. I soooooo hope it lives up to our expectations (actually – I know it will). We’re almost doing the sea trials and the survey – OMG!
For over 10 years we’ve wanted an Oyster Yacht and for over 60 days we’ve wanted a specific Oyster Yacht. The time has now come to meet our dream in person.
At lunchtime tomorrow, we fly from Stanstead Airport to Palma, Mallorca where we will be greeted by an Oyster Broker representative. We’ve been told that we can either go right to the boat or settle in at the hotel. Hubby’s response when I asked his thoughts were, ‘We should go right to the boat – shouldn’t we?’ He’s so cute.
Yesterday hubby admitted that he’s nervous and excited
I’ve never seen him like this before. We’ve done all sorts of things and gone all over the world, but he never really gets excited and nerves are not in his character. It’s actually nice to see him come alive – even though his aliveness is a tad bit uncomfortable for him.
Speaking of comfort, hubby hasn’t slept well in months. Night after night he wakes around 2am and with a racing mind, he can’t get back to sleep. We’re both not sleeping well. Aside from the thousands of tiny things we have to see to before we leave, there’s the largeness of it all that seems to want to swallow us up. (I know it wont!)
I do feel, however, that we’re on the homeward slide
The big stuff is all out of the way and now it’s a matter of logistics and managing things until we can finally fly out and set sail.
Today we met with the British Citizenship office to go through my citizenship paperwork. Hopefully that will come back quickly and I can get my British Passport. We also unloaded a garage full of tools that my father-in-law allowed to collect dust for years. The dining room set is gone and some more friends put their names on a few more thing.
This weekend, we’ll check out the storage area a friend is cleaning out for us. Hopefully we can put our kitchen stuff, some chairs and some furniture in there for safe keeping.
So how do I feel about tomorrow?
Interestingly, I don’t feel much of anything right now. We’ve been so busy that my nerves haven’t had a chance to rear their ugly head. I do hope that we love the boat. I have a knowing that we will – if that’s the right terminology to use?!
Part of me feels like we’re two common people going out to buy a very uncommon thing and I’m not sure how I’ll act. Hopefully I’ll just be myself but I feel a bit out of my comfort zone. Going from a tiny 35′ yacht to a 56′ yacht is quite a leap. I think to myself, ‘look at little ole us going and buying this big boat!’
It’s not that I feel like we don’t deserve it or it’s too much for us common folk
I suppose I just feel like anyone else would who is seriously going outside their own norm.
Usually, before a trip I future proof it. In other words, I think about the outcome I want to have. For example, for my last trip home to Rochester, New York, I wanted to have the outcome of ‘having the best trip ever…to have quality time with my family and friends…enjoy the food and enable Sienna to get to know her family more and more.’ I often imagine how I’ll feel when I return and what I’ll say to my friends about the trip.
Doing this future proof allows me to tell my mind/body what I want and it’s never let me down. I don’t dictate how things go, I simply outline how I want to feel when it’s over.
To future proof the next three days, I’ll now envision coming home and telling friends and family that the boat is more than we expected. It looks great, smells great and feels like it should be in our command. Not only was the sea trial and survey a success but hubby and I had an absolute blast. We had no worries about leaving Sienna with my father-in-law – she was an ‘angel’. The flights were great, the weather was sunny and warm and both hubby and I managed to chill out for a few days and really enjoy our time together. We also hit another milestone towards our sell up and sail away plans – we officially agreed to buy the boat.
Oh-my-Gosh! Could life get any more exciting!
Keep reading…the next article was written on the airplane to Palma, Mallorca. Find out if my ‘future proofing,’ worked here: Hours before we meet our new yacht…our new home!
