Sea Legs

So staying on this boat is really starting to get to Drew and I.  Everyday is getting worse and worse.  During a job interview today I had to ask the employer if I could sit down, because I was starting to sway too much.  She just thought I was hung over.  It does not bother Philip one bit.  We are on a 45 foot boat in a protected harbour and the boat hardly moves.  Guess Drew and I are just not cut out for life on the high seas.  It's funny though because we don't feel bad on the boat, it is just when we are off the boat that we start to feel like everything is swaying.  People tell us that we have not got our sea legs yet.  We enjoy staying on the boat, but will be happy to be living on stable ground.