The Waiting Game



This is me, waiting to find out about the boat, with apples.

Some things are worth waiting for. Over the past month I’ve been anxiously awaiting to find out if a boat, currently named Captain’s Quarters, will be mine. In case you don’t know me, I’m kind of an immediate gratification type of person. Like, I wanted to know if the boat was mine 6 months ago, and I didn’t even know the boat existed yet. The longer I wait though, the better the situation seems to get. In the two weeks that it took to get a surveyor to look the boat over and then the one week it took me to track down the shipyard owner to find out what the status was I went from getting the boat for free, to potentially getting paid to take the boat. You heard me right. I might get paid, by the insurance company, to take the boat. 

You might be wondering why. At least that’s what I was wondering when the shipyard owner told me that I should ask for money to take it. To make a long story short, it would cost the insurance company upwards of six thousand dollars to get the boat out of the shipyard. Due to things like the height of the boat and the height of the bridges in the Boston Harbor, it can’t be taken out via harbor which means the insurance company would either have to pay to get the top part of the boat taken off (can we say expensive?) or pay to have a truck driver move the boat from the yard to wherever, also not cheap. But you know what is cheap? Paying someone less than that to take the boat off of their hands. And by someone I mean me.

Now I’m just waiting for the Progressive guy to call me back and fingers crossed he will say, why yes Ali that is a brilliant idea here is your dream boat and five thousand dollars to fix it up with. Hey- a girl can dream can’t she?