Halfway day

 Well, it's halfway day today, where I am exactly half way through this tour aboard the HQ. 

 It's been uneventful. First week was pretty light, this past week was nonstop until today. 

 I was getting a bit frazzled there yesterday. Nothing's wrong, per se, but after 5 or 6 days of not being able to use the bathroom without the phone or VHF radio going off and someone needing something, it wears on you. Think on this: how much more difficult would it be to have a nice day if there is no ease to be found on the seat of ease? 

     Yesterday I was determined to eat my breakfast sitting down as the 2 days prior I had been eating all my meals standing and generally with one hand.  Well, yesterday I was gonna have 2 eggs, bacon, a piece of chicken sausage and some pico de gallo over flatbread and damned if I wasn't going to eat it with a knife and fork like a Christian, even if it meant forcing people to wait for me. 

 Turns out that wasn't necessary. The oil terminal we were loading at sent a young demotivated dockman who moved glacially, so I had time to cook AND eat while he was fussing with cargo hoses and valves on his dock. I immediately felt better after for having been able to sit and eat. 

 Yesterday was like that, though. Busy but with timely short breaks in the action. Very sustainable pace, and when it was done, it was done.  Around midnight B tied up the HQ for the night and here we are in Brooklyn the next day. 

      I have the watch off, oh frabjous day. I want nothing but to sit on my ass, which isn't gonna happen.  

 I need to go to the store and stock up on greenstuff, and I have a couple of hours of maintenance to do on deck, but I had my breakfast sitting down, and did nothing of value whatsoever for almost 2 hours. It was great. 

 Back to work.