My hearing had gotten worse, and, ultimately, I was faced with a decision: buy a pontoon boat, which I could enjoy all summer, or get a hearing aid.
The choice was obvious—to me at least. However, my sisters did not approve of the boat.
One day during lunch with them, I was having trouble following the conversation.
Finally I leaned over to one of my sisters and asked what had just been said. "You should have brought along your pontoon boat," she replied.