Daily Prompt: Tell us about the one luxury item you wish you could afford.
As an introverted writer, my mind and heart yearn for a quiet place of solitude to write my upcoming best selling novels.
This special place would be filled with chirping birds, nesting or busying themselves searching for their next meal. Big white puffy, clouds would be swallowed by a blue sky, and at night, its endless borders would be blanketed by a bright Milky Way. Of course, this place of magic would also house my two dogs, Danica and Dolly, and my two cats, Morris and Luna. The dogs would be sleeping by my side and the cats would be crawling over me and my computer vying for attention. Oops…oh yeah…and my wife, Corinne, would be there too. (Psssssttt…Please don’t let her know I forgot to mention her.)
Outside would be my very own secluded nook that would come with a small table, and upon that table would be a hot cup of coffee, cheddar scrambled eggs, grits, bacon, buttermilk biscuits, and Aunt Bessie’s homemade apple-butter.
However, the question that nags me is: Will I want to enjoy my luxury by land or by sea?
If by sea, I and my wonderful family would charter our private yacht upon the bluest of blue waters. Our little boat would carry us to harbors all over American where we could dock and walk the streets of forgotten fishing villages.
Now, if by land, my log cabin would be nestled snug within the Blue Ridge Mountains. There would be a small lake close by and on its shores staked a little dingy, just waiting to take us out for a misty morn, fishing excursion. Inside, the cabin would be warmed by an over-sized fireplace with a large oak mantle and hearth of stone. Directv would be a must, after all, Corinne has to watch her beloved Patriots win the Superbowl.
Geeeeez…BOTH scenarios have me drooling with open mouth. How to choose?
Well, as long as my family is by my side either would be a win-win!
Since writing the dreams above, reality called and I had to go outside to do some poop-scooping. It was cold, but I was thankful for the frost as it froze the piles of poop, making them easier to shovel. On about my fourth shovel full, I stopped short with this thought:
Cleaning poop from the deck of a yacht sounds dreadfully unappealing.
I guess you could just toss it overboard but what about the leftover mess smeared on the floor? Is it possible to boat-train older dogs?
I did a little research, thanks to Google, and discovered that yes, it is, indeed, possible. All you need is a little patience and a section of AstroTurf or a box of sod. Also, for the cats, it’s probably best to anchor their litter box to the floor of the boat.
So, still the question remains….By land or by sea?