Mr. pool guys know, they just know, how I lust for this pool. They know I dream of lazily floating on a raft, sipping Coke Zero, and pretending I am a lady of leisure. Mr. pool guys are toying with me.
They came out this week and this is all they accomplished. It's pretty... I can see Adirondack chairs and striped umbrellas now. Who knew I would get so worked up over cement? But I want more. I want vinyl, the sweet sound of a pump and most of all... I WANT WATER!
They want to run free again...
But as long as they are chewing on salt bags this is their sentence.