Sunday was one of those days when you feel like it would have been better to
just stay in bed. A day when you have the best of outlooks, and then your outlook gets dashed by one wrong turn after another.
My original idea was to unload on you all the downs of our day Sunday, which would be depressing. What I'm sharing with you instead is the
reasons why my husband is a wise man, as proven by his
wise decisions on Sunday while we
attempted to have a day at the lake out on the boat.
1. Matt said we should
stay here and go to the lake in town instead of two hours away in Oklahoma like I wanted to.
2. Matt said, let's just go for the day instead of spending the night camping (my idea) in this
insane heat.
3. When the boat battery was dead, Matt said let's test and charge this one if we can instead of just buying a new one just to be safe/because you don't want to risk failure.
4. Matt
followed me out of the Wal-Mart when I started crying because no one would offer us anything resembling customer service.
5. Matt decided to choose a
better establishment (Auto Zone) to get the job done right, even though it was a touch more expensive.
6. Matt tested the battery again in the boat in the parking lot of Auto Zone
before leaving the store.
7. Matt persevered with starting the winterized boat motor
without becoming angry or irate.
8. Matt decided to stay with the boat and let his wife drive the trailer ashore because
he was sure she knew was she was doing.
9. Matt firmly told his wife to
get out of the car and hold the boat when she somehow forgot that pulling in the boat trailer required
starting the engine of her manual vehicle and she began to scream as the vehicle
rolled deeper into the water.
10. When the trailer was ashore, but the boat wouldn't start again, Matt told his wife to hold the boat this time while he put the trailer in the water.
11. When both the boat and trailer were firmly on land, Matt
rechecked the battery instead of just driving home angry and confused like his wife might have done.
12. When it was discovered that the battery's wingnut had gotten loose somewhere in all that activity and had condensation on it, Matt
calmly solved the problem and successfully tried the boat in the water for the third time. This time the motor worked perfectly. He took the trailer ashore himself and had Brooke pick him up near the ramp as to their usual arrangement.
13. When the boat finally worked, Matt drove it
near and upwind of the boat ramp just in case the battery died again or they incurred some other problem. Brooke would have gone
cruising clear across the lake and probably ended up having to get the paddle out again.
Here's us trying to enjoy finally being out on the water after about 6 hours of everything else.
14. Matt suggested we
order pizza for dinner when we finally the boat put away Sunday night instead of cooking what I had originally planned.
Sunday was one of those days. I'm sure glad I have a wise husband to join me in this adventure we call life. I don't know where I'd be without him.
As for the "A hole in the water" title, that's what Matt's Dad calls a boat: a hole in the water that you sink money into. Most of the time that's pretty true, especially considering we just had a few pieces of the seating reupholstered and are probably going to have to buy a new window soon. Ironically, all we paid for Sunday was gas to make all those runs to and from the lake.