1253Hrs- My Arse Hurts!
Oooookayyyyyy……… What can I say? I just sit down at the desk and tap in a few lines about my mood and look what happens! I did say that my dark thoughts of yesterday had no basis in logic and were just the result of worrying blues! But seriously…thank you all for the varying degrees of encouragement and wisdom. My past is littered with events that some observers might call ‘noble failures’, I’ve poured time and money into things that, at the time, consumed me, some have given me periods of pleasure, some pure heartache, others still painful memories, all ended the same way, I gave up, changed tack, tried to forget and moved on. The Gleda project is different, it was created, as Thomas quite rightly reminded me, to pull me out from the depths of despair and will one day in the future become the means to transform my life. There will be some tough decisions to make in the coming weeks but giving up has never ever been anything other than a fleeting shadow crossing my brain. I will find a way and I will not fail. I can’t promise not to bleat occasionally but I’ll try and keep it to a minimum I promise. There is a limit to how much metophorical arse kicking I can take! Not that the pain there is just metophorical, all the hours of working on these chines has certainly woken a few muscles up that I’d long neglected. I added to the pain with six hour session today. I’ve now removed the screws, planed and first filled the starboard hull chine strips and started with small fillets to fair the bottoms of the chine strips on the port hull. Hopefully the photo shows the nice shape emerging.