Today was... discouraging. As a result, we escaped far away from people to stare at the beauty and serenity of the Hudson River and regroup in peace.
Not only did we discover that our dear old Madame P, who we dropped off at the shop two weeks ago to repair a leak in the remanufactured engine that was installed just two months ago, was not only unfinished, but that the work has not even begun. This was coupled with a brand new revelation... a sizable gash has been ripped away from the starboard side of her cabin... the side on which the custom mural was painted.
Full disclosure, I'm pissed.
This has not diminished our resolve to continue. If anything, it had reinforced it. With struggle comes strength. Fuck it, Yes.
~Christopher.
Sometimes it feels like this journey is an intensive study into delayed gratification.
You would think we’d have our beloved Madame P back from the shop by now… but we don’t.
After hearing from the shop last week that they only have one lift big enough for us and the other truck that’s on it is having issues so our truck will be ready probably on Monday, we gave them the benefit of the doubt and called on Tuesday.
On Tuesday they told us “It’ll be ready tomorrow. Call around lunchtime.”
On Wednesday at lunchtime they said “We’re bringing it over right now. We’ll call to update you.”
We didn’t want to nag them (because that didn’t seem to help things move along faster) so we called them this morning.
This morning they said they’re still waiting for the parts to get there… 🤦♀️ and it’ll probably be ready on Monday (in three more days), except they still don’t know if they’ll get the parts by then… 🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️
Thanks for that update, guys. And for telling us the truck will be ready and all 🙄
So we borrowed a car from our amazing friends and drove down there to speak to them in person. We needed a few things from the Paradise Inn anyway.
And then Christopher found that gouge that you see in that photo.
The frustration we’re feeling right now runs deep.
Thankfully this place has an auto-body shop and they said they’d fix it, but we have to figure out how to fix the mural ourselves.
Cross your fingers for them to get going so we can get our home back.
It was a gorgeous day, though, so we took Jackson down to the water for some fresh air. There are consequences to saying FKITYES. The key is having faith that it’s worth it.
We love you,
Maya, Christopher, and Jackson.
#fkityes
