I will be the first to admit that I didn’t want the boat. I didn’t think we needed one. Hubby must have talked about it for a full year before showing up with a 14 foot aluminum in our backyard. He was sooo happy with his purchase. You should have seen his face – that big smile stretching from ear to ear, he could barely contain his excitement. I couldn’t even pretend to be mad at him.
Turns out I love it. There really is nothing to do on the boat. There isnt a pile of laundry staring at me, there isn’t a sink full of dishes, there isn’t a garden that needs tending or a house that needs mending. There’s nothing to do but to enjoy the view.
Hubby calls this trolling/jigging/fishing. I call it relaxing.