Waaall the governmint is shut down, third full day I think, and not missing it so far. Although I feel bad for the 800K+ employees furloughed (more competitors for fewer job openings). Let's see I have worked six months out of the last twenty one. Not a great record. This blog started as record of our journey to buy a bigger boat. Now it seems to be a record of why I probably never will. It is a kind of 'oh well' situation. I have a boat.
In a love affair you get rather caught up in the moment. Higher brain functions shut down, vision (clarity of thought and eye) is diminished. The tendency is to focus on only what makes your heart race, makes you shiver with anticipation, and create a more or less constant smile on your face, to appreciate only that moment. Same with a boat, at least for some, it is like that for me. I always feel better even in inclement weather when I am on, near, or working on the boat. Doesn't matter; I am with her. Get it? Every thing done during the day is about her. Read about boats, read about navigation, play with the chart tool, research boats, fantasize about what you will do together. Stay fit, keep her in shape. You see if this is not what it is about or some variation, don't bother. You are not a boater, never will be a boater, and never care about EVERYTHING associated with boating. You may be boat owner, but you will never CARE about it. I know this from the number of boats I see that have not been used in a very long time. It seemed fun to have one for that first summer, but then some work needed to be done, or something broke, or some minor incident occurred that put you off; trouble at the boat ramp or something like that. Worse your significant other does not like boating, or maybe the kids don't like it.
So I am more or less stepping off the deep end. For years it has been a dream to work in the boating industry. Hell, I woulda swept the floor of the paint building for work to be near boats and the water. Just nothing materialized until now. A yacht broker has agreed to take me on, teach me the business, and I plan on being successful. Sure it is late, but I would like to finish my work years caring about my job. You know I have been working since I was twelve, and as I think back on it I never really cared about any of "career." Oh, don't get me wrong, some of it was fun. I have met, worked with, and conspired with some unforgettable people. Some actually could inspire and get me passionate about what I was doing. But they were rare and not around anymore.
I want the passion back. The shiver of anticipation and a constant smile. I can't go sailing everyday, but I can talk to people everyday who may want to be more than just boat owners.
