Boat...and a life's lesson

I finally make it back to dry land so I can post in this again. We just moved Greg's Dad's boat down from Buzzards Bay to Narragansett Bay, at the Newport Naval Base. It was a 16 hour trip during which I got sea sick and paid Poseidon his due (Poseidon's Pence, as I called it). We are finally back in Newport and I am thankful to be back on dry land. I am glad that the trip is over, because during the whole trip I felt like an outsider. I twitched during the trip and wanted to just get off of the boat. I felt as though I was alienated and loathed throughout the trip, as though everyone thought that I wasn't "pulling my weight." I don't understand why that was thought, but that was how I felt. I am trying to put it all behind me now, and move on with everything. I just hope that Greg isn't upset with me. I think I need to come back tonight and have a stiff drink--several--it will make me feel better. Anyway, we are heading off to breakfast, so I'll cut it short. May almighty God have mercy on us forgive us our sins and bring us to everlasting life. (Maybe I should throw in there "and smite our enemies"--I know Kim will like that one ;)