Monday, 26 Jun 2006
We had an above-ground pool installed last summer. I would have preferred an in-ground pool, but we live in New England and the season is entirely too short to justify spending tens of thousands of dollars on the pool. Itâ€™s just as well as the Little Guy would probably tumble in.
Iâ€™ve never had a pool. I always wanted one as a child, but my parents absolutely refused. â€œItâ€™s too much work,â€ theyâ€™d always say. Big Guy never had a pool either. As it turns out, it IS a lot of work. And I knew that going in. But what I didnâ€™t anticipate was spending nearly a week cleaning out our filter every few hours trying to get the water to â€œturn.â€
We opened our pool very late in the season, as all of the pool experts keep reminding me. I continue to remind them that the pool wouldnâ€™t have done us a bit of good in the solid month of rain weâ€™ve been experiencing. In any case, the water was black and murky. Itâ€™s now gray and murky, which I suppose is an improvement. Iâ€™m becoming more and more skeptical about being able to swim this weekend. Blah.