Oceans For Emotions: Be satisfied with what you have
By Elaine Wheat
Feb. 10, 2012 at midnight
Updated Feb. 9, 2012 at 8:10 p.m.
"Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt and where thieves break through and steal; But lay up for yourselves, treasures in heaven."
- Matthew 6:19
Today, I found out a new thing about fishermen: what they think about when they buy a boat. I found out that they think about the next better boat they are going to buy.
A hard rain caught us three fisherwomen who were fishing from the beach, and we ran into the nearest bait stand for protection. Soon, that bait stand started filling up with fishermen who had to tie up their boats before they could take shelter.
We fisherwomen gathered in a corner while the men stood around talking to each other. They didn't talk about the boats they had, they only talked about the boats they wanted to buy next. All we fisherwomen could do was listen.
One fisherman had a V-bottom boat with a 70-horsepower motor, but he wanted a smaller flat-bottom boat, one that would get into the back bays.
Another fisherman wanted a V-bottom boat with a 70-horsepower motor so he could go out to the spoil banks to fish. I suggested they trade boats and received a look that told me to shut up.
Another fisherman had a flounder rig, but he wanted a quieter rig where he could fish in the channels.
Another fisherman had a perfect channel boat, but it didn't have a live bait well, so he was looking for one with those specifications. I kept quiet and didn't mention trading again.
The last fisherman in had a pontoon party boat that was perfect in every way. His four children could take naps and sleep in the two bunk beds, and it had a captain's quarters for him and his wife.
While the kids slept, the captain, in his white hat and dockers, and his wife, wrapped in her sarong and rhinestone flip-flops, would bask in the sun or moon light and huddle around their onboard martini machine.
What more can anyone want?
But soon, I heard the captain talking to the fisherman that had the flat-bottom little boat to see if he would make a deal to trade. It seemed like the captain just wanted to get away from it all and fish in a back bay while wife was at home taking care of the children.
To summarize, every boat owner, as soon as he got one boat, dreamed of a different one that would make him happy. I wonder if any of them would be.
Dear Lord, I want to thank you for the day I bought the only boat I ever had. It was the perfect V-bottom yellow and white lady boat with white leather interior. I also thank you for the day I sold it. I could not remember to slow down when docking and that boats don't have brakes. I also thank you for my beach you prepared for me for fishing.