"calm ,(in a storm,) before the storm"

We invited the taxi,stuffed some bills into our childrens hand and ,they went,off to the movies in the town Riogrande,across a couple of bridges-passed alot of the marchy glades,not the only Florida similarity.A lot of closed for season pastel colored motels with black sedans parked outside and,across the bridge, a lot of docked Marlin fishing boats and kept gardens and new peopleless condos.
It's raining with lightning tonight.Just right to hunker down,drink guiness,light candles,listen to birthday tunes*,and write our big list for tomorrow.
We arrived here in Cape May a week ago,incredulous I am at the warp of time.
We came from OysterBay NY.We had a sweet evening sail that first night to city island-wee spot ,just off of the bronx. We gimped along as our starboard engine wouldn't go into gear. The mechanic at The Seawanhaka Corinthian Yacht Club guessed it long before the confirmed diagnosis once we had hauled out. It was not the transmission,it's oil,it was the prop.The hub. We came here ,leaving wooden ship building City Island before sunrise .This was the closest marina that could handle the hoist up and out.We are on blocks in a boat yard.It's wet and the Shelly gravel from the ground has creeped up onto our home. We fulfilled our prop tasks-shipped out to Balimore,fixed with a weekend to wait in-between
David took the opportunity to dig deeper.The ol hornets nest,well not really ,but - you unveil a web of fiddly jobs ;parts needed,improvements and renewal..David and Joey got into it!! It's like an amusement park for them.
Olivia got really interested in nail art and face masks and hair treatments,all homemade. I fester over my loss of control and work hard on the balance between surrender and throwing in the towel or some such tantrum. Today ,I prepared to send my bike home.
I went to town to cash travelers checks,I spent a long time choosing the very right 5$ T shirt.
I eat a lot of ice-cream and Ginger candies.
So, tomorrow is the day we plunge back into the medium we are meant to inhabit. We'll get up early,stow the books,computers,hose the decks of grit,pump out the holding tank(rank), fill up the water tanks. We'll sail 120 miles directly to Norfolk in around twenty -four hours.
We all look forward to having Jeremy aboard ,we'll have a proper birthday dinner for Joey on Saturday night.We anticipate and welcome meeting our one blind date crew .That makes six of us for the 1500 miles.
We have joined "the Caribbean1500" a rally that has practiced this migration south for the past20 years . There are 80 boats that make the fleet.This family of four needs a mixer,an
extension cord.They'll get us pumped,feeling secure and part of a collective,like the Canadian geese in their fine V formation.