You may or may not know that I've never been the go-out-and-blow-my-money-on-'stuff'' kinda girl. And since the ingenious inception of our cruising plans these tendencies have gotten a bit more...outlandish. Example numero uno: You should see the clothes I wear to work. Eek. It's not that they're dirty or gross, they're just not of the latest styles and trends. Seriously, I once got complimented on my plain-Jane brown Clarks by a lady who had to be pushing 80. Most items I've had for at least a couple years. And I really don't care. In fact, when I get desperate and have to go get some new items I can get downright grouchy.
I'll drop $500 on the boat or boat gear without even batting an eye but spending $30 on a shirt will nearly put me in a rage-filled meltdown.
Considering this little quirk of mine, it should come as no surprise to you that Ron and I have had some heated discussions about our (hypothetical) cruising style. After a while I even started adopting his 'I work to live not live to work' mentality....mostly. One day when I was being particularly stubborn on the matter (Who me? Stubborn?) Ron passionately proclaimed, "I'd rather cruise for six months and run out of money having fun than cruise for years and be misserable".
::JawDrop:: He totally got me there. Bingo. Point taken. Touche. Aha moment.
|I get it. Now LETS DO THIS|
Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm wired to just blow money on stuff, but I've never had any qualms about spending it on memories and experiences and that's exactly what this trip is all about.
Of course I say that now, but the more we talk about it the more I know that it really is true and the more likely I'll be to loosen my white-knuckle grip on the cruising kitty when we're out there. Afterall, a strangled kitty does not a happy crew make.