The acquiring of the new house, packing for the move, and unpacking the new house has been ALL kinds of eventful; it’s becoming a comedy of errors as of late. We are at the point where we are catching ourselves hysterically laughing for fault of having any idea of how to take things anymore. Tarzan may be King of the Jungle but his back cried ‘UNCLE’ several weeks ago, my right foot has acquired a very interesting ailment (Plantar Fasciitis), and poor Cheetah is still having problems reeling his emotions in from time to time. This family needs a break, and along comes spring.
Spring is one of my favorite times of year, I look forward to it annually and by the beginning of February I am in desperate need of it’s comforting breezes, warmth, and promise of ‘feet flirting’. I have been preparing for spring’s happy arrival for several weeks now. I’ve been busy dusting off my open toed shoes, shaving my legs (thank God for ‘no shave November’), pruning my yard, and loading up my iPod with all my sunny jams. Tarzan, Cheetah and I are so excited to fully enjoy our new home and all it’s amenities that we are chomping at the bit to celebrate, ANYTHING. We have people waiting in the wings to help celebrate any occasion we can come up with…the only problem you ask???
That would be the POOL. Tarzan has been relentless in trying to schedule a pool guy to come out and get everything up and running with no luck; leaving messages these days is a joke. So I decided I would try too, I have called 3 times now and I keep getting stood up! What the heck people, I could probably get it clean and ready on my own if someone could just come show me how to use this pump!! I am drooling as I pass the pool every day, I am getting desperate here. As I begin to get busier at work I have days dreams of cool dips in the pool with Cheetah as we work off calories and start our annual OD of vitamin D…and here comes Mr. Disappointment with another day of no word from the ‘pool guys’. So I am putting my foot down, if by this Friday I have heard nothing I may go into business for myself. Go ahead and see if I’m bluffing. I am warning you now ‘pool guys’; I am willing to work for money, I am great at customer service, I have an email address, and I return phone calls…I would be some very SERIOUS competition for you. I have Google and I can read…those are the only tools I need in my arsenal these days.