Confession time: I haven’t been the best worker over the last few months. I know, perhaps I was never a model of a perfect worker before, but for sure, over the last few months I have been distracted. Not just at work, either. It’s becoming an obsession, a habit that’s gone so far I’m not sure I can break it anymore. For those that know me, it’s painfully obvious what I’m talking about, but for those who don’t allow me to enlighten you. I have an obsession with my boat.
I’ve wanted to buy a boat since I was a kid, and a couple of months ago I’d built up the funds to make that dream a reality. A boat, a beautiful boat, all of my very own. Nothing huge or exotic, but something I could call my own. So I became obsessed with it – going out on the water whenever I had the chance and thinking about little extras I could buy when I had both feet firmly on land. I began to spend more and more of my time trawling through endless pages of rod holders and snapper racks sold at various prices by various makers. Finding the lowest price for something of the highest quality begun to consume me. And then I discovered marine welding.
The art, the craftsmanship with which they worked astounded me. It was a whole new level of care – I would never have to worry about things differences in measurements again. But this hunt for the best marine welding company was just as erratic as my searches before hand. It took a stern word from my wife to make me realise just how much time I had spent looking at these things: at home, at work, thinking about it in my spare time. It needed to stop. I was starting to miss out on life being so caught up in what, really for me, is just a hobby. I needed perspective.