by Sandra Beck
Last night, I had had it with my job. I just couldn’t do one thing right. I know I should be grateful for my opporunity to work from home, but this week it meant — run to the grocery — return calls on the way — pick up repaired shoes — email from the store parking lot — race home and start dinner while reading email — then as I tossed the meat on the grill I looked at the calendar and realizes that we had my son’s pre-school friend and his mother coming over for a swim, I nearly lost it. I was so overloaded I thought I was going to scream or cry. And this was a Saturday…
I rolled back the pool cover to a musty smell that told me the automatic chlorinator was clogged again. I turned on the filter and ran around like a lunatic looking for shock to clean the pool…finding none — my ownly choice was to use the chlorine tablets. They were too big to dissolve quickly and get the chlorine into the pool fast enough.
I actually beat some chlorine tablets to death with my husband’s expensive softball bat. I pounded up in little pieces in order to throw them into the skimmer – as the dogs ran for cover…the meat burned while I smashed the little white tablets into smithereens and you know what? It felt good.
It felt really good. I would suggest any working mother pool owner to take a bat to a tablet any day any time she needs relief.
The meat sucked and the pool was still a little smelly, but thanks to my stress relief, I actually relaxed enough to have a good time. Now I just have to explain all the dents in the cement walkway…
April 27th, 2008 at 6:07 pm
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