Anybody who puts in a swimming pool is nuts. Just saying.
I had a great idea for a Non-Pool Pool Company. I'd just put a metal box in the back yard with a slot in it. You'd put $200 each month into the slot and occasionally $500 just for grins. A little light would come on when the 500 was needed, randomly. You'd get all the financial appreciation of having a pool without the hole in the ground filled with wet stuff.
Perfect.
Win-Win. Everybody happy. Even Mama.
If you look at a Google Earth image of my neighborhood you should be reminded instantly of Carl Sagan's "Pale Blue Dot" essay. Every house has a pale blue dot in the back yard. There are about 500 houses in my neighborhood and probably 499 pools. I don't know who the smart guy is without a pool but I feel like installing one in his back yard while he's at work just to show him a thing or two. Maybe I should just give him the option of one of my metal boxes.
I bring this subject up because in addition to paying for pool maintenance, they don't last forever. I know, shock-horror. Nothing is forever, except diamonds which, ironically, is what a pool represents - a bucket of diamonds.
Anyway, a phase of the Great Money Pit Project will be a facelift of the pool. By "facelift" I mean an overhaul, redo, replacement of vast expanses of concrete and plaster, and tile and flagstones and pumps and pipes and heaters, wires, lights, lions, tigers and bears ... Oh, my!
Of course, the yard will be torn up in the process and that will have to be re-landscaped.
Help.
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