E and I are getting ready for our dive trip this coming weekend. I'm going over to Captain Aqua's on Wednesday to get fitted for my gear. E went through his stuff yesterday and bought some things he needed (like a new tank, more ankle weights).
Last night he came back over and we tried out his dry suit in the apartment pool. Or rather, he tried out the dry suit and I snorkled around him. 9 o'clock on a Sunday night, it had just stopped raining, and we go and hop in the pool. I should have been in my PJs getting ready to go to sleep. But no, I was swimming around the pool, looking for escape air bubbles from his BCD. And then rinsing out the gear.
Tee hee hee. I love it. It was so much fun. I'm really getting excited about the trip. It's going to be so much fun. I'm really nervous, in a good way. It's that, wait, you mean, I can just go? By myself? I don't have to have a grown-up with me? Which is so thrilling and so liberating and so.... wonderfully independent that I'm at a loss of words to describe it.
HEEEEEEEEE!!!
Dude. Very cool.
I'm looking forward to going diving again. hopefulyl sometime soon!