I love a crystal clear pool. I want to see to the bottom and not find a ton of leaves, paper, plastic, and bugs. Which was what we found on Friday morning when Miss Goofy and I tried to go swimming in the pool in our park. It was gross. We swam on Thursday and while it wasn't super clean it wasn't as bad as it was on Friday. We didn't have a chance to even try to go on Saturday. Sunday Music Man did some skimming of crud and we swam a little. Apparently the managers got the word because this morning it was so clean and pretty it was heaven. Until we looked at the spa, which I think is where they put all the dirt from the pool. It was pretty yucky, although I've seen worse.
So, we swam for 45 minutes this morning and maybe if Miss Goofy and I are lucky, Music Man may decide he wants to go swimming this evening. If his ankle is any better. Somehow he managed to injure it and if anyone knows how he did it or how to fix it, please let me know.
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I don't give a hairy goose fart how bad my stupid ankle hurts, it should have been more careful last week! We are going swimming tonight! And that is that...
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