Our week in review: Life happens...
As we have been chipping away at getting our workspace ‘boat ready’, we have found it an interesting challenge to carve out the time we need to keep our Class Globe 580 project moving along. It's early stages we know, but we only have one day off together during the week and that’s a Sunday. We are both very busy in our work lives. I own a small gift shop in a seaside community half an hour from our home, and let’s just say it is my passion and joy as I work towards building it up into a financially viable enterprise. I am there on my own and Saturday’s are a must at the Boutique. Greg also works full time building other peoples’ boats, in other peoples’ sheds, and on Saturday’s he makes sure he takes his elderly Mum out for her grocery shop. Those are our “fixed” weekend activities... Which leaves us Sunday for our little boat.
As a bit of background, we have three amazing sons who are young adults now. They all live here at home with us. We have maintained that we will give them the opportunity to save money in this crazy world. Rentals are hard to find, and expensive, so it’s a busy house, full of music and laughter, and food, girlfriends, friends etc. Everyone’s schedules are pretty hectic, but we always make time for a Sunday breakfast. We are usually all together sharing this meal, and we LOVE this time of our week. We know there will come a time when the dynamics will change, someone will move out, and the house will empty, so we enjoy every moment of their company while we have it. Which leads me to the reason we didn’t even get into the garage this weekend.
At some point over Covid, or just post Covid (New Zealand’s luxury) our oldest son wanted to mow a strip into our backyard lawn to practice his chipping for when the golf courses opened again. To his complete surprise, and mine if I am honest, Greg agreed to let that happen, and by the end of the day, there was a five hole golf course in our back yard, complete with flags, tin cans on the putting greens, a water hazard (ok a watering can with water, but still) and score cards. This has lead to dinners with friends with a “round of golf” and bizarrely, a bit of an after work wind down now that daylight savings has arrived. But yesterday, Sunday, our one day in the garage, we had to concede that the rough was a little TOO rough, and the fairways were lacking the definition of their design, the holes needed trimming, and the spectator gallery (aka the back deck) needed cleaning. So the day was spent tending the lawns. And when Greg finally took off his gumboots, and put away the lawn mower, more of our boys’ friends arrived and another game was on.
We had a moment then, just a moment, where we wondered how our day disappeared so quickly, and how did it happen that we got nothing done in the garage. Then we remembered that times like this with people we love IS part of our dream, and this is NOT to be missed. This gathering of special people, the coming together of our family, laughter around the back yard, these are precious times...
Hand me my putter please.
See our Project Hours blog post for an up to date overview of our build hours.
So to start at the beginning, we actually have to go back to the beginning... the VERY beginning... I was cleaning out our cupboards over lockdown (who wasn’t?) and came across a letter I was sent back in June of 1989 from the woman who was to become my Mother in Law. “Greg tells me you have agreed to marry him... At this stage it's very hard for me to visualise just where Greg's life is taking him, but I believe it could be along an unconventional passage, quite difficult at times, but always interesting. Thank you for accepting him and welcome to the family.” hmmmmm I maybe should have read that a bit more carefully back then!
Husband & wife team building CG580 boat #71. Greg is a qualified professional boat builder, hobby musician & human potential advocate. Leanne is a retail business entrepreneur, kick ass soap maker & sourdough slave. We love adventure!