Crabbing has slowed down and the boat has a cod permit so we went on a cod trip a couple of days ago.
It was a good trip. We caught our quota. It was pretty easy in comparison to cod fishing on the prison ship.
The prison ship takes 180 tubs. We took 20.
Tubs consist of rope with baited hooks every three feet. 180 hooks per tub. Six tubs are around a mile worth of rope.
We load up gear, set sail on a 2-3 hour boat ride. Set gear, let it soak for 2-3 hours and haul it back on th boat which takes a couple of hours to haul it back.
Its a pretty easy day, in comparison to crabbing.
The boss tells me he wants to crab until the end of april. Im not thrilled about it. I feel like its time to bring the crab gear back onshore and persue other interests.
We are still catching enough crab to make money so i figure ill go with it for now.
Usually this time of year crab becomes worth more because they are harder to catch.
The carona virus has messed that up. Overseas buyers aren’t buying what they normally buy and thats kept prices low.
Cod prices are at an all time low.
So im ready to persue art. Ive spent alot of money on things I want to put to work. I need more time not fishing to make it happen.
So yesterday we went crabbing and the boss is in a bad mood out of the gate. I could tell it was going to be a frustrating day as we set sail.
It was. He was yelling at us on the first string. He wants to go fast. Im fast. My coworker is fast. But it wasnt fast enough. It was his mood, not our work.
I started getting a bad attitude. I despise being yelled at for no valid reason. I can handle it if im making alot of money, but im not right now, so I wasn’t happy.
About 100 pots into the trip, i was ready to fight. I started yelling back. I was ready to quit. He ended up coming out and working trying to speed things up, but he got a reality check and slowed down to a realistic pace.
I was already worked up, and my head started in with fuck everything thoughts. It took me a while to calm down.
The rest of the day went better.
We are going crabbing again today. I dont want to go. But i will.
Sometimes i feel strong and confidant with my sobriety. Then out of nowhere I get these fuck everything, destructive drinking cravings.
Or i feel super confident about life in general, and the feel overwhelmed with self doubt, and depression, anxiety.
Theres alot of things i need to do, but dont have time.
I need to go to the dentist. I have a tooth acting up, but i cant schedule an appointment because my schedule is unpredictable.
I have a very low tolerance for negative behavior.
Hopefully today goes smooth.