We'd been dropping the price since we'd first listed Oddly Enough, and by the time Tom and I visited her before the refit, we were down by half. Every year we paid thousands of dollars in storage. Every year she aged. The KP 44 website, where we listed Oddly Enough, attracted dedicated Peterson buyers but didn't reach the wider boat market. Finally we dropped the price ridiculously low and put her up on Boat Trader. Soon a New Zealander made a serious offer, and a few days later, an American couple in the Philippines really wanted her, all sight unseen.
Immediately, old, powerful feelings came up. The reality of selling made me panic. As long as we'd had Oddly Enough, we'd had an excuse to escape and not stay home 12 months a year. We had a purpose or at least an "illusion of purpose" in life, as Joshua Slocum once said.