So Close, Yet So Far Away

I’ve been fantasizing about owning a boat for years.  I had finally worn my wife down into agreeing in September, and we said we’d go boat shopping this winter so that we could have a ready vessel come Spring time.  Then, of course, the economy tanked, and my visions of Mercury outboard parts and crisp white sails began to sink.  Ginny lost her job, and I just can’t bring myself to tell her that I still want to get a boat anyway. 

I know it’s a huge financial commitment and a huge burden, but I’ve wanted this for so very long.  I mean, I know I won’t get one, but can you blame me for mentally designing one?  I want to get the Island Packet SP Cruiser; it’s 41 feet of unbelievable glory.  It looks like a powerboat that sprouted a mast. 

It’s gorgeous.  I could fit her out with some Evinrude parts and half of a marine supply store, and I’d be good to go.  I know it won’t happen soon, but maybe the economy will shore up and I can get it next year.  Who knows, maybe Ginny will get an even better job now and we’ll be swimming (or sailing!) in cash.  Don’t deny a guy his dreams.

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