Stress!

I'll  begin this with...."it seems the peace is over and the war has begun once again".
Yesterday we took the metro (that was a hoot, 2 country hicks trying to figure out the "system") to the Zoo on the other side of Washington.  We had been at the zoo for 1/2 hour when we got a call from the Yacht Club that our boat had dragged anchors ( how it could drag both we haven't a clue), and was up against the Catamaran behind us and "how soon could we get back"? Then as we were running back through the zoo (the only animals we ended up seeing were a zebra, a wild horse, and a Merkat) the Harbor Police called with the same news.  Oh , yea!!
So we grabbed a cab......gave him our destination and he didn't have a clue where  or what the Yacht Club was, so I had to show him my map and he had to call in for directions in Sudanese or something!  Doesn't anyone speak English anymore?
We got back to the boat just as the Yacht Club Manager and staff were finishing securing our boat to the catamaran.  They then helped us to haul both anchors (tangled with the cats of course) and get the boats apart.  There was no damage to the cat thank God,  Gary's newly painted gunwale was all chewed up, but it was a disaster averted thanks to the quick action of the Yacht Club crew.  Steve, the manager, said the police won't touch the boats they just let them bang away.  We were VERY thankful that we used the Yacht Club facilities.  For $15. a day they sure did go above and beyond.  We decided not to re-anchor but to head back to the Chesapeake.  Our day was pretty much shot by then and we were both stressed out.  I think the anchor dragging thing is every boaters worst nightmare.
We  left DC at 3:30 and made it to the anchorage at Mattawoman at 7:30 p m.  What a day!!
Then this morning we woke up and Gary looked liked Goldie Hawn in The First Wives Club ,you know, the collagen lips scene.  He sure is  having some 'issues'  lately.  Benadryl tabs seem to have helped and tomorrow is another day.
Then there is the  port engine that has begun to smoke like a freight train....oy,vey!  Eau de' deisel is not my favorite fragrance.
As the old man in Marathon said about cruising, "for most people its impossible, for us its just a little more difficult"........