Apologies are due

Let me start out by saying: I’m not sure which deity we colossally pissed off. ┬áIt can’t be one of the usual watery suspects of Neptune, Poseidon, or Davey Jones because our boat has been on dry land for 99.5% of the time since we bought it.

Jupiter is supposed to be the god of weather…

Or maybe it’s Murphy of Murphy’s Law…

Whatever or whomever it is: Your Shit’s Getting Old.

 

Either we owe Someone an apology or, karmically, things are going to get really, really good.