The kids’ nap schedules aren’t jiving right now and I can’t tell you what a crimp that is putting in the boat project list. At least that’s the excuse I’m going to use today for the lack of progress around here.

I did plug away on the bilge cleaning again. The reason for all the bilge cleaning is that at some point in the past, one of the steel fuel tanks was cut out and replaced with a plastic tank. Well when they cut that steel tank up apparently they didn’t take much care in cleaning up afterwards and so sitting in the furthest recesses of the bilge are piles of rusting metal. And the big problem with that is that these piles tend to smell like mulch when they are sitting in water, which the bilge always is because of the shaft. It’s not a dripless shaft. Not by a long shot. So anyway, that’s the bilge issue. Not to mention the always non-functioning, or half-functioning, or for brief moments totally functioning, bilge pumps themselves. I’ve always had an extreme dislike of bilge pumps. It’s almost as though they aren’t meant at all to be in water.

Ouest set the table for lunner today. She did a really good job of it too, but my favorite part was that she couldn’t resist tucking in to the black olives while she did it. By the time my family sat down to a taco dinner when I was a kid the black olives would be just about gone. It’s funny the things that we pass on to our kids.