Monday, October 20, 2008
This is Callis Wharf on Gwynn's Island. It's been a seafood center for over 100 years and was a major stop for the steamboats that traveled up and down the bay.
I always dreamed about winning the lottery and turning this wharf into a combination convenience store for boaters (gas, bait, ice, beverages, food,whatever) and a really nice restaurant that would be upstairs overlooking the water. I'd reserve the best part of the place for the folks in the seafood industry to preserve the reason the wharf even exists. There might be a small section or outbuilding that could be rented to tourists or to locals who just want to get away from the normal drudgery of life. (A quick night away would be very affordable).
I would keep an office upstairs somewhere and play on the internet all day. Of course what I mean is I'd be hard at work developing the business and ensuring the operation ran smoothly. (Where "operation" means the Life in Mathews blog and obsessing over Site Meter.)
I dream about this, however I would never want the responsibility of actually having to run it. I just can't commit to all the work it would entail. This is very similar to my approach to housework. I can see the potential for clutter-free living, I envision how much better it would be if I could just be disciplined enough to do a little bit each day.
But I am unable to do it.
I am, however, quite capable of that internet thing.
Hello, my name is Chesapeake Bay Woman and I spend entirely too much time on the internet. I am not ready to admit how many hours I spend here, but if you care to share how much time you spend, perhaps I'll 'fess up.