Sunday and Monday were a whirlwind of cleaning mixed with precious moments.
We’ve basically divided the livability of this boat into the three basic need groups: shelter, water, food. Step one right now is getting the master cabin safe and sleepable. It’s got a bit of mold. Two is getting the water tanks flushed and under control. These things do not include any of the other list of items that need to be fixed in the right now category. There’s always something to do on a boat. It’s ok. I know this. I’m a billion percent certain I’ll be ranting about it in short order, but it’s good for me. Keeps me young, or something.
After realizing for the thousandth time that I have to relearn a lot of cleaning habits and go simple, I did some research. I had to reconfirm my findings a few times. Really? Just vinegar kills 82% of mold species? Huh. So, took straight vinegar to the master cabin’s woodwork, particularly under the bed. There will be a couple of rounds of that, then we’ll switch to vinegar and baking soda. I’m thinking I might mess around with throwing some herbal tinctures in there for a nice smell, I just have to figure out what.
Lesson: Everything you use on the boat could potentially end up in water, for us that’s the Puget Sound. So, keep in mind the duck’s butt. Their butts wade through your Scrubbing Bubbles and magic purple goo with an exclamation point. Stick to biodegradable. Nobody likes a burning butthole.
There was that fun level of horror and elation wiping up the mold in large swathes. I was amazed at how well it worked. I handed Shayne a mask when we started and he laughed it off, and about a minute later his whole “vinegar isn’t that bad” crumbled. We are in this for the long haul, I see no reason to suffer or harm ourselves needlessly.
Lesson: Always have a mask when dealing with mold or harsh chemicals. Ain’t nobody here a superhero.
Right now, the mattress is in the pilot house, airing out with all the carpet. The curtains had to be taken down and laundered. Luckily, we have Shayne’s washer and dryer for a few more weeks until the house sells. A cushion bomb basically went off in the boat, we took them all off of their intended homes to circulate the air and get rid of the mold. It’s a jungle of foam.
But! After we sprayed down and came back to the boat an hour or so later, the smell totally changed.
It wasn’t very ‘boaty’ before, but it did smell slightly cleaner. I’m like a dog now, constantly sniffing the air for signs of mold, chemicals, anything that shouldn’t be. I wonder how many small things like that will change living in a space like this that requires a bit more attention.
We had our very first guests on board during the cushion bomb, which was lovely to have them, truly. I tried to quickly get over that I couldn’t receive them like I’d like. You know, having a place to sit. We made the boat home that evening having them be there, opening the first bottle of champagne with them and saying cheers to new adventures. They are moving to Japan, Tiberio leaves today, I believe. That will be the last time we see them for a long time, but the happy spirits and love they brought will live on in the boat. They are both kind of spirit and adventurous in heart, that’s the energy our home needs. We are both so happy they were the first people to see it. Yuriko’s face lit up, and it made me so happy someone else loved our home, too.
I have to believe the boat is starting to feel loved again, breathing in sighs of relief and anticipation. She was well loved before but has sat for a little while. She needs a style to fit Shayne and I. She’s basically getting a rebrand when we name her, and I’m excited to give her a new, fresh life.
I love this boat already so much.
Guests: 2 – Tiberio and Yuriko
*I know most things have the potential to go overboard, this visual just makes it easier for me to make the right decisions.