Today is the day that we've been anticipating for the past few weeks. We've pulled together as a family and worked hard to make my pool dream a reality. Sometime today (hopefully early) the pool water truck will pull into our driveway and will fill our little summer oasis. I can't wait to start swimming!
Our pool isn't big by any
standard, but you wouldn't know that by the amount of work that has
gone into this project. The main obstacle during construction was
our yard which is not even remotely level. I was convinced that I was
going to set up the smaller pool in the middle of the
driveway as we did last summer. I explained my disappointment to our
neighbor during one of our afternoon coffee breaks and discovered him
walking through our yard with a tape measure later that evening.
Undeterred by our landscape and always eager to help, Mr.
Bill hatched a plan. He offered to build a reinforced platform which
could be leveled in lieu of bringing in bulldozers to physically
flatten our yard. It sounded like a simple solution. Our larger pool was
ordered and construction plans were drawn up.
The plan seemed perfect in its simplicity, and we all expected
construction to take no more than three or four days. Instead it took
two weeks, countless trips to Lowes, several hundred cuss words (from
Mr. Bill) and a lot of sweat. Similar to the construction of the tree
house last year, the weather was oppressive with heat in excess of 100
degrees and high humidity.
Mr. Bill is a true gem because he not only built the platform for
us but also allowed Robby to "help" with the construction. The eager hands
of an inexperienced six year old certainly slowed down the process, but
Robby was delighted to be able to participate. Mr. Bill never shooed him
away although it certainly would have been easier, and always
stopped to answer questions or Robby's pleas for a turn with the drill or
While Robby and I were at my Mom's picnic, Scott and Mr. Bill
worked most of Saturday to finish the platform. I was elated when I
walked in the backyard to see the finished project and spent a few hours
staining the wood, the final step.
I can hardly wait to see the pool water truck turn down our
driveway. I'm not sure who's more excited: Robby and me to go swimming
or Scott and Mr. Bill because the construction is complete! In either
case, I owe them both a big plate of cookies and a debt of gratitude for
all of their work to make my summer dream a reality.