I was aiming to have this posted before my birthday ended but at least I posted something. Today was pretty long day and I want to share some of it with you. This year has taught me a lot and today was no different. Today taught me more about patience, trusting others and how much I really want to be a writer.
First of all I would like to thank you for reading my post. The support keeps me going and helps me improve everyday.
Since Wednesday, I had been trying to decide what I wanted for my birthday and my answer told me exactly how old I was. All I wanted to do, was go fishing, bowling and out to eat, simple enough. First on the agenda was to go fishing. Today was the first time I casted a line into the water since the Catfish Rodeos my dad took me to when I was a teenager. So when I went to Wal-Mart and bought a new fishing rod with all the equipment needed, I just knew I was going to end my day with a fish on my hook. At least that’s how my confidence level was while I was scanning all the items adding up to $53.75. We drive around (my wife, my son and I) to several fishing spots around where I live until finally, I find this perfect spot. It’s right between these small trees with the Sun reflecting off the water singing, “Choose here, this spot is for you!!!”. We set up shop with coolers and chairs preparing to get us a fish. I sit down with my new pole and try to use whatever old knowledge I could remember to fix the line to get my hook set up.
After 10 minutes, I my hook set up and went to toss my line into the water. It goes all of 2 feet in front of me. I try again, this time it snaps back not even making it past my feet. So I try once more but from a new angle. This time it goes airborne, looking promising. Cling!!…. it gets stuck in a tree. I just knew I was going to have to cut the line. Because I did it a few minutes earlier, it takes me half the time. I go to cast again and the line goes out of control getting stuck under the spool completely messing up the pole. I go to cut my line again, frustrated at this point. I give up on that pole and go to my car to grab another pole seeing if I would have luck with that one.
After 10 more minutes, the line isn’t reacting how I know it should getting me more frustrated. I tell my wife that I wanted to leave then she suggested I call my dad. I call him and he defuses my frustration almost immediately. He tells me I had most of everything set up right except one thing that was causing my line to get all messed up earlier. I fix my pole with what he tells me and toss it into the water again and within minutes I catch a fish. Catching that fish had me happy which lasted for the rest of the day. I have to say, my patience level is definitely better than it was this time last year.