The crazy thing about summer is that I clean and take care of the pool but don't swim in it. The kids love it and swim in it. Peter swims occasionally in it. I clean it. I clean it. I clean it. I.... clean... it... It... goes... green. I clean it again.... It stays green.... back to blue... back to green... I don't swim in it because it's too cold all... the... time. Yet, I fight the green/blue battle of summer.
Sigh.
Poor princess. Another year or two the girls can clean it, like we did. "Vacuum the pool or work in the shop" (fold wipes, empty the dryer)
ReplyDeleteI think I picked pool.