Sunday

Sunday Morning on the Drinking Pier.

Just an ordinary day in our little drinking village with a fishing problem. Big cruise ship showed up today along with the regular little ship that shows up a couple of times a month. 

Sort of into my regularly scheduled pre-trip slump. I am so mentally ready for the trip to start. But, no where near physically.  When I went out on adventures when Carlton was still alive – I had to stock the freezer with enough sandwiches to keep him fed. Which means, if I were going to be gone for 28 days – I would put 56 individually wrapped ham, turkey and cheese sandwiches in the freezer. Every morning he would put 2 sandwiches out on the counter. And, he would have breakfast and dinner. He could put mustard on the sandwiches. He could make coffee. And he would go to the grocery store and buy bananas and ice cream. And that is what he would eat. 36 days was as long as I left him Home Alone.

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