It rained last night. ALL night, and I was anxious about the dog as she got off the bed and went into the bathroom.
She did this when the fireworks were going off, being restless and agitated, which made Hubby angry as she wouldn’t settle. In such a confined space, there is nowhere to hide, and reassurance is the key.
Last night though, it was ME who was restless and agitated, so much so that Hubby and I swapped sides so that I could get in and out of the bed without clambering over him.
Rain has never worried him. In fact, it doesn’t matter if we are camping (tent or sleeping in the car), in a house, and now in the boat, he finds the sound of the rain relaxing and soothing.
Pretty soon he was snoring softly whilst I lay stiff as a board worrying about Maggie.
I told myself she wasn’t pacing, or breathing erratically so she must be alright, but got up anyway to find her curled up in the bathroom where it was considerably cooler and perhaps a little quieter.
I went back to bed.
The boat creaked, groaned, pinged and glugged to itself as we swayed gently, but the rocking motion didn’t help me sleep.
I heard the dog come out of the bathroom and settle at the bow end. Then I heard more unfamiliar noises and got up thinking she was being sick.
No, she was stretched out on one of the sofas, with her nose by the door vent, and when I approached, she thumped her tail and wrapped her front feet around my hand when I sat down next to her.
Now slightly chilled, I returned to bed, but sleep still evaded me as Hubby snored on.
Boats are designed to get wet and float right?
The outer open areas slope downwards and have drainage holes so that the water has somewhere to run away.
The engine compartment has an automatic bilge pump just in case.
But the constant pitter-patter of rain at various speeds and volumes on the roof was not soothing to me. Far from it!
In the house, whenever it rained I got anxious. It didn’t help one morning when we found a puddle on the guest room window sill which was not caused by condensation.
Hubby resolved that problem with a bit of mortar replacement and re-pointing, but we’d already had a serious leak in the roof and it was just another concern to increase my anxiety levels.
I cannot remember the last time it rained all night with me being kept awake to hear it. The Marina here is designed to cope with rising water, and I had visions of us waking up this morning level with the toilet block!
The rain stopped around 5am, and the dog came back to our bed, tucking herself behind my knees as is the norm. I was thus asleep in minutes, our roles reversed with the dog giving me reassurance.
I awoke at 7.45, absolutely shattered.
We had a busy day planned today, which included catching up with the laundry (full wash load this time as I did the under-sheet and towels) and we wanted to walk into town for the midweek market.
Tomorrow we have a man coming to talk to us about a cover for the helm and possibly the bow depending on cost. They have been recommended, and our aim is to get the main cover in place before we get some serious bad weather. After all, our bedroom is at that end, and when we open the hatch, we (and our bedding) are going to get soaked. At least with a cover we will have added protection from the elements, and also somewhere to hang our waterproofs to drip dry without flooding out the floor.