OK, so I see the Thursday Thirteen meme all over the blogosphere and now, for your reading pleasure are The Thirteen Things That Need Eventual If Not Immediate Fixing on Misty Rose:
1. My lack of a stove -- or something closely approximating a stove to replace my hated one-burner propane thing.
2. Installation of a refrigeration unit for my ice box (this should be on its way! Look for a separate post soon. You'll know it by the ecstatic overload of exclamation points and tons of pictures).
3. Installation of a shower -- as of now, lest you think poorly of me, I shower in the marina facility. If I install my shower and fix my hot water heater, I can shower in my own boat!
4. But only if I get an electric bilge pump. Until then, all shower water has to be pumped away by hand... My need for this is directly proportional to the number of sun showers I take and the the installation of a real shower.
5. Oiling the new cutting board that will fit over the sink and make more counterspace.
6. Remounting of the cabin light that hangs over my snack shelf -- I've screwed it in three times and it's clear I need longer screws, but I have a paranoia of, oh I don't know, screwing directly through the hull.
7. The salon cushions -- they seems to have odd lint. White lint. I have NO CLUE from whence it came or how to keep it from coming back. Man I hate lint.
8. Measuring and cost estimating an actual mattress (to replace a thin cushion) for my v-berth bed.
9. Another bleach cleaning for mold that has disturbingly grown back in some small crevices which shall remain nameless -- which I can't do until it stops raining and I can have the cabin open. I cannot work in an enclosed space with bleach or I will die. Seriously. Die.
10. Refinishing of the deck teak pieces which are a sad and dried-out grey.
11. De-gunking of my fresh water tank. It's growing seaweed. Why? Because it hates me.
12. Testing the engine compartment heater and looking into buying an oil heater, which my message board pal from Boston swears by in lieu of winterizing. In Boston. Huh.
13. The plastic inside porthole covers, which are cracking off their hinges (probably because they're 25 years old) and which fill, disturbingly, with water each time it rains. It's just a matter of time until that water wakes me up at 3 a.m. with a punch in the face. Which reminds me, I should add re-caulking and fiberglass hairline fracture-filling to the list.
What have we learned from this? Next to death and taxes, boat maintenance is right up there on the list of "Things That Are Sure."