In the car on the way home from the boat this afternoon, a little voice from the backseat asked, “Where going Mum?”
“We’re going home, Zach.”
“Going home boat, Mum?”
“No, not the boat Zach, home to our house.”
“Not go home house Mum! Go home boat!”
Simon and I smiled at each other. What a nice message to receive at the end of another few days spent getting to know Dragonfly – although the two-year-old whinging tone of voice could’ve been a bit more upbeat (#firstworldproblems).
That’s right folks, we have officially changed our boat’s name. She is now called Dragonfly!!
We spent a few months in East Timor over winter and, having settled back at home, we’ve now commenced an insane schedule divided between these competing priorities:
- Boat Fixing in Hastings
- Studying in Melbourne
- Parenting in Strathbogie
- Working wherever work can get done
It’s a 2-3 hour drive to travel between the main places we want to be, so there are a lot of hours on the road and a lot of days spent apart.
The result of this is that we are often tired, sometimes stressed, and are having a lot of conversations about how great things will be once the boat is ready.
But you know, even though it’s hard… we kinda like it.
And getting to spend a few days all together on Dragonfly every now and then is a real highlight. Each time we are there it feels more and more like home.
ps. Dragonfly has two brand new sails!