I find it distressing.
When we are out on the boat together, I read or nap while he fishes. During the week, he often goes out by himself for good, un-distracted (by me) fishing time.
Last Tuesday, he went out and caught his biggest fish ever: a 34 inch long muskie.
Scott was so proud of himself about this big catch.
I had nightmares about it.
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Now that's a fish. Curious about the nightmare... about the fish or about Scott's excitement?
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