Blowing bubbles
When things get a bit too stressful at work I do what every good red-blooded American does: a bit of shopping therapy. This time around: scuba equipment. I’ve gotten myself a brand new BC, regulator and fins. It will complement nicely the rest of my equipment: mask, snorkel and (coolest of all) dive computer. The amount of cash I spend is proportional to the level of stress, so that tells you something about how things are going (for those of you who don’t know, diving equipment is very expensive)
I now have almost all the gear I need, except for a suitcase and maybe a wetsuit. I think I might be better off renting the wetsuit, since I need a different one depending on where I dive. We’ll see.
Tomorrow, I’m going to try out my new kit in Monterey. I’m all excited about it, except for the fact I have to be there at 7:30am, which means leaving home at 5:30am. Ugh. The things we do for the pleasure of being fully immersed in frigid waters.