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My lovely wife Jo from time to time asks me, "how many rods do you have out there in your building"? I always just answer, "oh, 15 or so".
This past Sunday afternoon we decided to ride down to Fayetteville and check out the flea markets. Of course I always have my eyes open for a deal on old tackle. Well, as soon as we walk up to the Bragg Blvd. Market there is an old gentleman with several old Penn combos. I head straight for them and start looking. My wife walks up and is standing there waiting for an opening and then she asks the question, "how many rods do you have out there in your building"? And I say, "oh, 15 or so". She proceeds to tell me, "I was looking for something in your building a couple of days ago and since it is such a mess with those rods leaning all over the place I thought I would count them for you so you would know exactly how many you have". Then she told me, "You don't have 15 or so, you have 32". Of course I said, "there ain't no 32 rods in that building" and she said, "don't give me that 15 or so anymore because I counted exactly 32 rods"! I ask, "Ok, Ok! what's the point? She answers "just don't try to fool me anymore into believing you don't have that many rods". I play dumb to no avail and say, "well, I really thought that there were only 15 or so!" In the end we both laughed and it was a pretty fun exchange but she got the best of me, but she still doesn't know about the 12 rods behind the freezer in the utility room.........LOL!
The benefit of the exchange was that it prompted me to reorganize my rod and tackle storage. Below are some pics of my newly organized rod and tackle area.
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Mark
This past Sunday afternoon we decided to ride down to Fayetteville and check out the flea markets. Of course I always have my eyes open for a deal on old tackle. Well, as soon as we walk up to the Bragg Blvd. Market there is an old gentleman with several old Penn combos. I head straight for them and start looking. My wife walks up and is standing there waiting for an opening and then she asks the question, "how many rods do you have out there in your building"? And I say, "oh, 15 or so". She proceeds to tell me, "I was looking for something in your building a couple of days ago and since it is such a mess with those rods leaning all over the place I thought I would count them for you so you would know exactly how many you have". Then she told me, "You don't have 15 or so, you have 32". Of course I said, "there ain't no 32 rods in that building" and she said, "don't give me that 15 or so anymore because I counted exactly 32 rods"! I ask, "Ok, Ok! what's the point? She answers "just don't try to fool me anymore into believing you don't have that many rods". I play dumb to no avail and say, "well, I really thought that there were only 15 or so!" In the end we both laughed and it was a pretty fun exchange but she got the best of me, but she still doesn't know about the 12 rods behind the freezer in the utility room.........LOL!
The benefit of the exchange was that it prompted me to reorganize my rod and tackle storage. Below are some pics of my newly organized rod and tackle area.
Mark
