Ryan Wrecker

WRECKER: Man vs Pool

Ryan Wrecker
May 07, 2018 - 10:00 am

My wife is already asking me, “When are we going to open the pool?”  It’s a good question.  Maybe between mowing the lawn and getting all the other outside chores on taken care of.  But I can only hide behind the mower for so long, and it’s only a matter of time before the cover comes off and all will be revealed. 

It’s almost like opening up an Egyptian tomb.  My wife is expecting treasures.  I’m expecting a curse.  When she asks every other hour, there’s a certain look on her face that makes me believe she’s both asking and telling me it’s time.  But I knew I was in trouble when she said, “maybe you can open the pool for Mother’s Day.”  Now I have to do it.

When you’re inexperienced in the pool world like me, there’s a certain level of expectation of what could happen after pulling off the cover.  What if it’s like a swamp and there’s a monster living under there?  Or even worse, what if the upkeep is so easy and I’ve been complaining about it for nothing?

I can see myself trying to fiddle with the water for days until it’s pristine and clear… or shocking it until it could dissolve rust off an old bolt.  But worst yet, I can foresee an entire summer of never figuring it out.  It will be lots of wasted money and time, and a lot of questions from my wife that I don’t have answers for. 

We’re not getting a pool guy.  Sure, it would be nice, but in the end it’s a matter of pride to tame the beast. 

I have one week to get the pool up to speed and she’s not scared to put her head under the water.  It’s all my wife wants for Mother’s Day, so that’s what she’s going to get.  Wish me luck.