My pool’s days are numbered.
FJI Facebookers will know a little of this story already. I was nattering about not having the nerve to unplug my pool for the season.
I moaned and fussed and whined because the weather was still hot and sunny and I had come to use this little decadent part of my world as my reading escape. Nothing like the sunshine warming you up while sitting in that lounger, effortlessly floating away with your feet dipped in the coolness (taking breath) with just the birds, bees and butterflies quietly flittering around.
Mary Kay Andrews would edit that sentence…. I just know it! And it would be an amazing read. Like you were RIGHT THERE. Ah well…
Anywhoo, I went outside TWICE with my hand on the plug and just. couldn’t. do. it.
But then suddenly the sky above spoke to me! (meaning, it got cloudy) That sealed the deal. It was time to say goodbye to my summertime pal.
So with great sorrow, it was time to officially (gulp) unplug.
I held my breath, turned the cap and… nothing. Huh?!?
Ohhhh right. There’s another plug INSIDE the pool.
Well. Let. Me. Tell. You. I’m NOT going inside a minus 40 degree pool! Think… think… YES!
I grabbed my pool wrecker of choice and jabbed. It worked! YES. I rock! WOODEN SPOONS rock. TRULY. This was HUGE.
BUT… the reception from others affected was not well received.
cat – “WHAAAA?!?!?”
“You UNPLUGGED!!!! Well, you can NOT taking my foot dip water! I drink from this daily and… and… I’m not ready!”
dog – *sniff* *sob*
“BACK AWAY and no one will get hurt…”
Dog slowly appearing to left as sides lower – “*sob* *sniff*”
dog – “can’t… look…”
I needed to seriously turn this around.
“Look guys! Here’s extra vittles for ya both tonite! Yummy yum yum, right?!?”
cat… “PAH!! Surely you jest!!!”
me – “BFF again?”
cat – “You think we’re so easily sold! HMPH!
More chicken deluxe then.
On a platter.
And I’ll think about it…”
(fab lounger can be found HERE)
“… dum dee dum dum…”