equilibrium on the boat

We seem to have reached some sort of equilibrium about / on the boat

I don’t fully know what has caused this.  I took a taxi home from Aylesbury because he changed the itinerary about what we were going to do at the last minute and blamed it on me wanting my own way all the time.  In truth I was tired and exhausted with him and wanted out.  A full day of locks and cruising in Autumnal weather is also tiring, especially when the other person is in a mood and not talking.  There is no companionship.

Top marks to Aylesbury Canal Society and their hospitality at their marina.

Quirk has finally admitted the limits to his own physical capacity.

He has the option of buying me out sooner if he can raise the cash.  I don’t think sharing is his thing.

I have realised when he doesn’t turn up on time or forgets food when he insists on taking turns to cook, it is not necessarily intentional.  It is part of his chaotic nature and forgetfulness.

He admitted he was upset when I got another full time job after being furloughed.  Although we are not in a romantic relationship, he was thinking I would be on the boat more.

In truth he now stays at home far more during the week.

I also think he has another female interest which dissipates his expectations of me.

 

Last weekend he got the diesel fire to work and it was toasty.  It is quieter on the water, but still beautiful.