Take a break for fishing

In the rare spare minute my wife and I find during a typical week, we’ve been trying to get the house ready to sell. But she surprised me with some time off last weekend.

If you’ve ever sold a house, you know how time-consuming it can be. I don’t know what it is about owning a home, but for some reason, the mere fact that it’s yours allows you to overlook all sorts of little problems from day one. Those problems don’t go away – they just get invisible. For a while, anyway.

Then you decide to sell it, and all those problems become huge. We’ve been knocking ourselves out fixing all the things we should have done something about seven years ago.

But we finally got most of the fixing and cleaning done, and on Sunday, Amy suggested we take the afternoon off and go fishing. You could have knocked me over with a feather duster. But she didn’t have to ask twice. I immediately bolted for the door and threw all the fishing gear into the back of the truck.

Fishing isn’t quite the same for me as it was six or seven years ago. Now, when I go, I do a lot more helping than I do fishing for myself. But that’s OK. I never catch fish, anyway. So I spent Sunday afternoon going from one of my sons to the other, making sure they still had worms on their hooks, untangling their line from the eyelet at the tip of their rods, and helping them cast to the hole that seemed to be just out of their reach.

By the end of the day, we didn’t have so much as a single nibble, but none of us cared too much. We’d been able to get outside, soak up some sun, sit on a lakeshore and do next to nothing for three or four hours. It was a huge change from the usual rush to get everything done we needed to do.

It just goes to show you that no matter how busy you are, you can always find a little time to go fishing. In fact, you should. As they say, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, and all work and no fishing is just no fun at all.

Take a break this weekend and go wet a line. You’ll be glad you did.