Decals
From moment to moment, various objects rise to the top of the
list as “the most important thing” Sometimes it’s the anchor to keep us safe
and in place all night in the howling wind; sometimes it’s the Benadryl cream
to stop the itch from the bug-bites. Today it was the decals that tell the
world our two boats are legally registered in the State of Connecticut. My
timing was bad on this, plus the Coast Guard and the Connecticut DMV came up
with new fees this year, making it take a little longer to send out the decals.
The dinghy’s decal arrived right before we left, but Pearl’s
did not. Sometime after we had left, the mail was delivered to our box and our
neighbor reminded the mailman that it was supposed to be forwarded to Lauren in
Maryland. In the second week, Lauren received the DMV’s letter, and in the
third week, she overnighted it to Grandad’s house in Ponte Vedra Beach,
Florida. At the beginning of the fourth week, we visited them and got our mail,
and today, at the end of the first month of the trip, we stuck the decals onto
both boats. First thing this morning.
Mission accomplished.
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