I was going to entitle this post “Despair.” I decided on the word “Dauntless” instead. That means “to persevere fearlessly.” Chin up, old boy, we can’t let the monsters in our minds make us miserable, just because a silly old house can’t sell. Plus, I need to be a good influence on Lori, my better half. I’ll be the first to admit this is like a month of visits to the dentist, with anxiety, nervousness, sleeplessness, and no stomach for food, but dammit, we’re dauntless. Fearlessly persevering!
The moniker has quite a background going back to the Revolutionary War. The first ship built by our fledgling nation was the Oliver Cromwell, a 24-cannon ship built at the Dauntless Shipyard in Essex, Connecticut. The name was reserved has a hallowed history that includes the schooner Dauntless (1866-1915), the Navy torpedo dive bombers of WWII (circa 1943), and one of the most famous Coast Guard cutters (WMEC 624, currently in service in Galveston). There’s a certain patriotic pride that goes along with the name Dauntless. It means when the chips are down, drive straight at the enemy and stare ‘em right in the eyeballs.
I just wish everything wasn’t on hold. Heck I can’t even drive much of anywhere! I can’t even rent a moving truck because I don’t know the when and if. So here I sit, work being slow, attempting to be “dauntless” and doing chores for Lori and rubbing her back (muscles like banjo strings) and making diners and trying to be upbeat.
I hope it works.