I spend a lot (and I mean a lot) of time in my pool. After my daily bike rides, with temperatures in the mid to high 90s, I look forward to cooling off for a couple of hours in the pool.
The pool deck is pure white, and after each rain, the dust at the top of the pool cage transforms into gray "dirt" on the deck and areas of the cage. We've had quite a bit of rain lately, and I noticed that the deck, as well as the cage, was taking on that grayish look.
So yesterday, I bypassed my bike ride in favor of pressure washing the deck and pool cage. It took nearly four hours of nearly non-stop work. The only times I stopped were when the pressure washer ran out of gas and I had to let it cool before refilling it.
My pool boy, Pedro, spent Saturday and most of yesterday in the pool, cleaning it from top to bottom. He's seen below finishing his 1 ½ day task. Unfortunately I forgot to remove the thermometer from the pool and Pedro, apparently mistaking it for a treat, tried to eat it. Instead, he killed it. When I removed the thermometer, it showed a final reading of 105°. I didn't know that the poor thing was dead until I put it in the freezer of my refrigerator in the garage and when I removed it this morning, it showed a temperature of 100°, which was clearly wrong. The highest temperature ever in my pool was last summer when it topped off at 90°.
So, today I'll bike to the pool store to replace it, getting two things done at once.
After the work was all done, I stood back with pride and admired the results. The deck is once again pure white as well as the pool cage. I then went into the pool and swept the small bits of remaining debris toward the drains for them to suck the dirt into the filter (which will be cleaned today).
Although I enjoy my bike rides immensely, I derived much pleasure from knowing that I did something positive by putting the bike ride on the back burner and getting something accomplished that I can also get pleasure from: looking at a clean pool, deck and cage.
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