I have been getting pretty excited about the prospect of doing different activities this winter. I have a lot to look forward to. First of all, I'm thrilled by the idea of staying warm and dry. I know this sounds lame, but believe me it's very exciting to think of actually being comfortable this winter. I won't have to worry about my fingers becoming numb or the wet, bitter cold on my cheeks. I won't have to slide around on an icy deck carrying heavy items and fear for my tailbone. I won't have to struggle to stay on my pee bucket as the boat rocks violently to and fro. I won't feel the ache of sore muscles that were clenched all day from bracing myself in stormy seas in an effort to accomplish my daily tasks. There's a lot to be said for not spending the Maine winter on a boat. I'm ready to walk on dry land.
While I've always thought of waitressing as the absolutely last job that I would ever do, suddenly it sounds quite appealing. Not only does it take place indoors in a warm, dry setting, but you interact with humans as opposed to feisty pinching crustaceans. You make money by talking with people, instead of growling at the elements. I am ready to have a social job this winter. I'm coming out of my shell, so to speak.
In addition to working at a restaurant, I will make and sell wreaths. Wreath-making is an annual tradition for me. I find great satisfaction in scavenging materials and creating pretty, natural pieces that decorate people's front doors. It is one of my creative outlets. Last fall when I was lobstering I didn't have the time or energy to make wreaths. I missed it. I look forward to being creative once again.
And finally, but most importantly, I am excited to apply to graduate school this winter. The application process itself will be an opportunity for me to reawaken my intellect. I am excited to challenge my mind again. Although I don't yet know entirely what the process entails, I am taking it step by step and asking for input and advice. Each step excites me, so I think I am ready. We'll see what becomes of the next few years of my life!
In the meantime, I am indulging in the glorious days of summer fishing. Every day is a physical challenge, but Mother Ocean is forgiving in the longest days of the year. She is gentle and prolific. Cap and I are enjoying the sights and the catch. These are the days when fishing is fun. I'm glad to end my lobstering career on a warm and sunny note. I'll be more than willing to pass off the stern over to another young sternperson when the days become colder and shorter.
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