It's pretty much official. Even more official than before. It's my destiny to be crazy. I've cemented my fate. I'm on a kajillion pill supplemental diet. Plus I'm supposed to basically not eat anything that remotely tastes good for an unspecified amount of time. All of those pills were a result of my spit test that got sent away to a lab in Oregon. I'm trying to avoid being on high doses of testosterone for the rest of my life and fix my super low adrenal levels. I don't trust people who take all kinds of supplements and now I'm one of them. All I can say is this had better work. My body needs to start healing and it needs to not feel like an 80 year old. Boo hoo. On a totally too much information side note. My pee is now neon yellow.....it looks a bit toxic....like....TMNT could spawn from it. Super awesome. It's not nearly as frightening as when I was juicing beets all the time - now that's scary. If I start smelling like an old lady now in addition to feeling like one......hulk smash is a comin! ;0)
What else has me feeling like a good ole fashion hulk smash? My money pit of a swimming pool. Seriously, don't ever get one.....unless you don't have my horrible luck with any and everything that has working parts. I know I won't get any sympathy over pool problems, but lo, I have them and all the prospective in the world won't change that. What's the first bit of sage wisdom out of anyones mouth when they hear of such a problem? "At least you have money to fix it." Yep, can't argue with you there, but I would much rather spend that money elsewhere so...still grumpy. I try to remind myself that I am doing my part to stimulate the economy....it helps... slightly.
We drained the pool and then all the tile around the hot tub had to be removed and replaced and a few other places were patched. It was a week long process that kept me tied to the house playing the waiting game. I also had to have the cover fixed as well and because of that, when the pool got filled back up and the wind storm came - my newly pressure washed and filled pool was now full of dirt. Awesome! When the pool got fired back up, there were more things broken. Again Awesome.
I think I'm finally done complaining. I also think that I am supposed to be learning something about broken things and value. I am constantly fixing broken things and comparing the value to other things I would rather do instead of the value of what is broken. I've got broken things to mend....btw...that's the title of an excellent talk by Elder Holland. :0)
How do we cope with life's silly challenges? With animals, of course. Emma was doing her school work and Watson decided to join her. Seriously, how can you be grumpy around that? I also got to play with a sweet little bunny at the kids' piano teachers house. I apparently love animals...who knew? Not me, but I guess I can no longer deny the evidence.
For all of our woes, we got the pool up and running and it was warm enough for about 1 hour of the day between wind gusts and cold temps. I got home from running some errands to find the kids in the pool because they just had to try it out....so I jumped in with them. Between all the crap, life really is good and my pool has more value than I give it credit for.....but not much.....is my son really sitting on my leather couch with a wet towel under his wet behind while playing on the iPad? Yup! At least he used a towel?!
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