I decided to open the pool the day before Easter because all my children are coming home for the holiday. The cover was removed. The water was checked and the appropriate chemicals were added, but the pool sweep was tied in a knot and needed to be released. As I knelt over the edge and reached for the pool sweep tubing, I lost my balance and fell head-first into the water. It is a good thing I had the heat pump on and the water was eighty degrees warm, because the air temperature was fifty-five. I was fine until I got out of the water and then I felt as if I would freeze.
I was fully dressed in jeans and sweat shirt, but the real casualty was my cell phone. It died an agonizing death due to the salt water and some exchange of ions. I spent the rest of the morning getting dry and then the afternoon was spent trying to replace the cell phone.
You can imagine the laughter and ridicule from my wife. She pointed out that we might need a pool boy because I will be sixty-four in a week and am too senile and clumsy to run a pool. This has damaged my ego. Go ahead and laugh. At least I am good for that.
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