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The Captains Key To Contentment Is Patience

Days Until I Am Married:  124

Current Weight:  170

“Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.”
Jean Jacques Rousseau

It has been almost a month since I last wrote, and I still am unsure about my job.  As of today, I still have no idea where I will be employed come July 1st.  I have tried my best to continue my employment with Sarasota County, and I have also sent out my resume to several other local governments.  I continue to hope that opportunity will present itself, and in the meantime I focus on remaining patient.

While remaining patient has been trying at times, I have stayed quite busy in the past few weeks.  Megan and I finished our Spring Wedding Marathon over Memorial Day weekend.  We flew up to the Washington D.C. area to attend our fourth wedding in six weeks, and had a great time while we were there.  Megan spent most of the weekend with her family.  Megan’s sister and family just happened to moved to the Virginia side of metropolitan D.C. the week before our visit.  Her parents were also in town to visit, which worked out quite nicely for her.

I spent the first part of the weekend with my old buddy Grellner up in Baltimore.  On Friday nite I crashed on his couch and we stayed up late drinking with his new live-in girlfriend Liz.  She had just moved into his apartment all the way from St. Louis within the past week, so they were still enjoying their post-honeymoon high.  Too cute.

Saturday was when the real action happened.  The three of us headed to the Chesapeake and took a boat out into the bay for the afternoon.   Freedom Boat Club has a location near where Grellner lives, and they let me take out a boat for the whole afternoon.  The weather was good, the boat was great, and the times were fantastic.

It took me awhile to get used to boating in the Chesapeake, but I adjusted quickly.  The water is much less clear than Florida water, which kinda freaked me out at first.  However, since the Chesapeake Bay is much deeper than most bays in Florida, so it didn’t so much matter.  The other big adjustment was the size, the Chesapeake is huge!  We floated out in the middle for awhile, and got completely turned around.  We still managed to get the boat back before the Marina closed, and had a fantastic time in the process.  After our day of sun and water, one of my Uncles came and picked me up for the evening.

I spent that Saturday evening with my uncles Dave and Paul up in Delaware going through a giant tub of photo albums.  I know that may sound a little fruity, but there was a good reason for the photo scavenger hunt.  It recently occurred to me that I had never seen a picture of my paternal grandfather, Jim.  He died quite a while ago, before my mother even had a chance to meet him.1 We ended up going through 10-15 photo albums and we still didn’t find a good picture of him.  In the process we did manage to find a treasure trove of funny pictures, so it definitely wasn’t a waste of time.

My uncle Dave drove me down to Virginia on Sunday to meet up with Megan’s family.  After visiting with them for awhile, Megan and I got dressed up and attended the wedding of a girlfriend from back in her NYU theatre days.  Megan only knew one other person there besides the bride, but we managed to have a great time.

At the reception we ended up sitting next to the guy wearing a kilt that we had been snickering at all evening.  Turns out he was the groom’s Scottish roommate from college who had flown in from Scotland.  Boy did I feel like a dick.  We flew back to Florida early on Memorial Day, and spent the rest of the day relaxing and celebrating the end of our Spring Wedding Marathon.  I only have one more wedding to attend this year, and it is 124 days away.

With wedding season over, we rejoiced in being able to enjoy the beauty of Florida once again.  Turns out I would have to wait another week thanks to the Florida lovebug.  For those of you unfamiliar, the lovebug is a unique phenomenon to Southern Florida that make being outdoors unbearable.  For about three weeks around the end of May/beginning of June every year, approximately 10 gajillion of these little fuckers hatch and ruin everything.

The good news is that they’re small, they don’t make any noise, and they don’t bite.  The bad news is that they’re everywhere, they’re clumsy at flying, and they splatter very easily.  So for about a month everyone in Florida and their cars are covered with these bugs and their guts.  It may sound like I’m exaggerating, but I assure you I am not.

We were quite worried that these pain-in-the-ass bugs would still be around the weekend after Memorial Day when our friends from Philadelphia were down visiting.  They managed to go away in time, but they were replaced by a gigantic rain storm.

Southwest Florida has been in the worst drought in decades for the past several months, and yet it still managed to rain for our visitors.  Megan’s other girlfriend from NYU, Marissa, came down with her cool new boyfriend Adam for the weekend to go boating with us.  However, it rained all of Friday and the wind was way too strong on Saturday.  We did manage to go out for a couple of hours on Sunday, but the water was very choppy.  Still, we had a good time and it is always nice to have visitors.

Megan left last Sunday at the same time as our visitors to head to St. Louis for a week.  She had a conference in St. Louis all last week, and stayed with her parents until yesterday.  With one whole week by myself I lived it up bachelor style.2

I did manage to exercise quite a bit and to eat right during my week of freedom, which helped me to drop a couple of pounds.  I am now just one pound short of losing 20 on the year.

It was nice having sometime to myself, but by the end I was ready for Megan to come home.  Being by myself made it difficult to not constantly think about my career situation.  Patience is much more difficult when I am alone.  Now that Megan is back home, I will continue to wait and hope that my patience will pay off.  As soon as I know the outcome, I will post a response to let everyone know.  Until then patiently I will wait.

Ciao,

The Captain

1  Interesting side note:  Jim died at the age of 77 in 1974, which means that my grandfather was born in 1897.  If he was still alive today, he’d be 110!

2  I sat on the couch in my boxers and drank while watching dumb movies.

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