I spent two hours today taking down my sails, removing the battery and generally making my boat ready to be hauled for the winter. As awful as that sounds, that is not the confession I am referring to. No, I have to admit that when I pull the boat for the season, a part of me feels not sadness, but relief. I spend June through September worrying about when I can go sailing; I feel stress when other obligations prevent me from sailing even though the conditions are perfect; I feel guilt when I do go sailing without my family along with me (they don't like it as much as I); I worry that I won't use my boat enough during the short season.Don't get me wrong; I had a great season. I did a couple of wonderful overnight trips, bought new sails and will be pining away until the spring and I can go sailing again. Its just that I also feel relief that sailing is one less thing I have to juggle in my busy life for the next six months. Am I the only one who feels this way, or are there others out there who secretly welcome a break?