Did it begin when that same guy called me at my student housing apartment in law school one morning and i informed him that i had had a vivid dream and was now certain that i was going to move to New Mexico?
Did it begin when that same latin lovin, online livin, crazy man asked me if he could tag along to New Mexico with me?
Maybe it began when we decided to practice law together? I must say the training of living together, riding to work together, working together and entertaining each other did come in handy. We have been able to be around each other 24/7 for almost a decade so we didn't have to ask ourselves the question "can we live together on a small boat for at least 6 months out of the year without killing each other?"
In fact, we get gloomy and lonely when we are sperated from each other for more than a few hours. WIERDOS!!!!!
I believe I can trace the impetous to March of 2008. We were living the stressed out life of "acquire, Acquire, ACQUIRE!!!!!"
We were supporting not only our cabin up the mountain and our actual house in the awesome East Mountains but also a small office building right across from the Court house.
We were stressed, we were exhausted and we weren't enjoying our lives very much. We were happy because we were together but we were tired of fighting for a living (criminal defense) and scrambling to reach a nut that would pay for our staff, our business expenses and our own growing basic needs bundle.
Then the real estate market went crazy bad right in the middle of our negotiations for buying our office building. We were faced with a dilemma, restructure to the cost of twenty thousand dollars more than we anticipated or let the building go. It was a first for us. We had always succeeded in our hair brained adventures. They never went quite the way we planned but they worked.
for instance:
"Hey JW lets go see the Dead at Red Rocks for our honeymoon". "Lets take our motorcycles, it will be a pretty drive from Albuquerque to Denver".
Hey, who would have thunk that it would snow in late June? heh. But i would couch it in successful terms. Now, I can ride anywhere on my motorcycle without hesitation and i learned that i can ride down the interstate in the sleet with a semi crawling up my butt and not cry.
Yeah, most of our adventures go like that. But we have a good time.
So there we were facing our first real failure as a team since we hooked up over a decade ago.
I went home the night after we learned that we were more than likely going to lose the building with no positive thought or plan in my head. I was very down and depressed and couldn't figure out a way to bring myself out of it. I knew JW was feeling the same way.
As i sat in my living room i looked around and noticed something that i had never really thought about before. We have many, many bookshelves and many, many books in our home. What had never really registered with me was that most of JW's books that he brought to the relationship were sailing books. Although he never really talked about it i knew that he had left an O'Day behind on the shores of Lake Michigan. One of the many prices he had paid to enter a new life.
The books made me think about our good and truly crazy-in-a-good-way friend Brad or as i have called him for almost 15 years "Bradley Bean", Bean for short.
Bean hailed originally from Terre Haute Indiana but had always had a lust for the sea. He finally made those dreams come true by purchasing a sailboat and living on the hook in Tavernier Fla.
As many others have, many times before, i asked myself "If he can do it, why can't we?"
After about three glasses of wine i called the Bean and confessed that our building was in jeopardy, that we were miserable and that i was giving serious thought to horking his gig in the Keys. He talked me down about it, listened patiently to my story and answered my question by saying "Yeah, if i can do it why not you?"
I felt better immediately. I approached JW on the subject. No sooner were the words out of my mouth than a huge grin plastered itself on his face. The gloom lifted almost immediately after the decision was made. We began to discuss what we needed to look for in our boat.
I called Bean back the next day to see if he took me seriously to which he replied "I am already sitting here looking at a trader to help find you a boat."
Thus began this journey. We let the building go, downsized our office and business and began the search for a boat.
Until next time when JW will fill you in on the Boat search. Stay tuned for such dramatic fare as the almost sinking of said boat and many other adventures.
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