TMT: The Pool
So it was beautiful weather here on Monday in NJ so Little Dude and Hubby spent 2 hours in the pool. Then we had lunch – hot dawgs on the grill. While Hubby and I were cleaning up, we came out to the deck to find Little Dude sound asleep on the rattan love seat. SO CUTE!
Now let me tell you a little bit about our freaken pool. It drives me crazy!
First you must read my post about it on my first blog here.
Hubby’s obsession continues.
Because he grew-up with money, he’s used to having an in-ground heated pool. So last summer he scoured CraigsList and Ebay and found a used heater to purchase. It was only $200 – but it’s a gas appliance so we had Handy-Man Chip (aka my Daddy) some over and hook-up the gas.
Next we realized that the little filter/pump that comes with the little pool didn’t produce enough water pressure for the heater to turn-on. Grrr. So again he scours the internet to find a new filter system. Let me remind you again that this is for a 12-foot inflatable pool that is just 3 feet deep. He finds one – but not used, new and it cost another $200. It produced just enough pressure, but didn’t “suck” enough for a pool-vacuum to work. Oh yes dear reader, he purchased a freakin vacuum for $49 for this little pool.
Fast forward to winter: My aunt moved into a new home that once had a pool. The parts were left behind in the garage, so she gave Hubby the filter. OK – an upgraded filter for free – great! Hubby is happy!
Fast forward again to this spring: In April, when it was 90 degrees here in NJ, hubby uncovered the pool, set-up the filter and heater, and filled the pool – well, topped it off with what had evaporated over the winter.
The freakin thing had a hole in it! Chemical-treated water pouring into my garden and yard!
So hubby decides to upgrade the pool and we got an aluminum framed pool that fit in the exact same spot ($199.00). We set it up, filled it, added the chemicals and guess what – it had a hole. Yep, a brand spankin new pool had a hole in the bottom liner. So we had to drain it (2400 gallons of water), dismantle it, and return it.
Got a replacement and it’s all good.
BUT – the free filter isn’t working. So Hubby and Handy-Man Chip take the thing apart and discovered that the motor was beat-up and the cartridge was just too old and dirty to work. They fixed the motor and we ordered a new cartridge – $185. Yep – one-hundred-eighty-five-dollars for a new filter cartridge.
So here we are in June, appreciating the cute picture of Little Dude taking a nap after swimming in the freakin pool. Am I bitter – a little. I love the fact that Little Dude gets to swim every day, and he is learning to swim. I love the fact that Hubby gets to spend lots of time in the pool with Little Dude.
But I hate how Hubby is obsessed with the pool! I don’t even want to figure out the grand-total of money spent on this damn thing. And the amount of hours spent on it – ugh! I just wish Hubby would spend some of his efforts helping out in the house with laundry, dishes, etc., instead on spending it on the pool. It would be a big help. And I would have more time to blog!
For more stories behind the pictures, visit Tell Me Thursday








I just had to come back and read the story! Yikes! Sounds like your Hubby is a man obsessed.
Thanks for sharing the story behind the photo!
[rq=3426,0,blog][/rq]Tires Tire Me Out
Wow…that’s quite a story! Pool drama!!!! Hey but thanks for participating in TMT this week – we’re SO glad to have you Cara!
[rq=3459,0,blog][/rq]Tell Me Thursday for June 11, 2009
I think its a guy thing. Geek Boy gets obsessed with odd stuff like that…the last obsession being the backyard fence. Which, BTW, he never finished.
[rq=3925,0,blog][/rq]Wordless Wednesday—Thursday Edition
How funny! Man for all you paid you could have had a down payment on a in-ground heated pool! Love the picture of your son! My Tell Me Thursday is here.
[rq=4032,0,blog][/rq]Tell Me Thursday: Stockpile
How funny and as I was reading I was gonna ask you what the grand total was but I guess you’re not eager to figure that out and share. Don’t we just love the way our husbands think?
[rq=34078,0,blog][/rq]WW: From Hiroko’s Kitchen