Yes, I'm starting late. Deal with it. We're on the run from a tropical storm. I'm helmsman in any emergency. So far, I've done a lot of dishes. It'd be like home, except at home, people have to bug me, I shower, and I don't get queasy. My writing also borders on legible at home.
I'm not seasick, and I'm hoping (knock on wood) that the very slight queasy feeling I have goes away.
There's loads of sleeping time, just not necessarily in a row.
Food is edible, and let's leave it at that. The problem is, their definition of a vegetarian meal is meat substitute.
Ah, well. I get by. I must now go to sleep in preparation for my four AM watch.
I realize I'm posting this later than I promised. I've been busy. Expect future installments to be more timely!