Day XI - 108 Weeks

So my continued life plan for living on a boat isn't exactly coming to fruition, but it is progressing.  I've given myself until my 29th birthday to make it happen and that happens to be in 108 weeks, give or take.  Why did I choose weeks?  Mainly because counting months would be to slow and counting days would be too tedious and silly.  Of course, you might say counting weeks is silly.  Well, so be it but I will make it happen.  There will be space enough for me to stand up straight (I'm a little shy of 2 meters) and there will also be a barbecue.  There will be cold beer, cats, and good times.  Mark my words.  In 108 weeks, there will be a blog here detailing my new boat.  I thought I should let you know now.