Global Warming

It's over - done - feenished. The pool sports a new face lift. And to think it only took 5 months. Five months of frustration, setbacks and dry tears. Lessons I have learned from this - NEVER-EVER do this again. Life is easier when you hire stuff done by a professional or just a regular old handyman.

We have bright blue paint EVERYWHERE - on the tile floor inside the house, under my fingernails, on shoes, clothes, the outside wall, the pool ladder, the roof of the lanai - even the dog wears a blue tail. And remove this ever lasting paint -OH NO. Like the energizer bunny it keeps staying and staying. Paint thinner removes the surface layer of skin, scrub with soap and water and it turns rough and red but still the blue tinge pokes through.

It's over and I feel relief. Now the task of filling the pool with water rears its ugly head. How many times did it rain when the pool was a work in progress? Let me count the ways (times). Do I think it will rain now the pool is complete and ready to hold water. No way!!! I can see the water bill $$$$$.

What the pool project has done to my mind is represented in the photo. And I feel blessed that we have the only Monet inspired pool in my neighborhood and that we are the only fools that decided to resurface our own pool.

Orlando Magic

I went to Orlando and attened a seminar for work. I stayed in a very nice hotel - not the resort type but still a nice hotel. My room was on the 3rd floor and it overlooked the back parking lot. The view didn't matter so much as I was stuck in a conference room all day.

Early morning Friday - check out day. I went down stairs to find one of those rolling carts that you place all of your luggage on. I know, I always take too much. I really didn't need 5 pairs of shoes, two pairs of sneakers, 2 sets of flip flops for 5 days - whatever!

So I drag this rolling rack from hell up the elevator to my room. If you have ever tried to push one -holding a cup of coffee - you know what I am talking about. The wheels do not work together as a team. One goes North, one goes South, one twirls around like a dog chasing its tail and the other one is stuck and never moves.

I get to the door, spill a little coffee down the front of my white shirt and knock softly on the door. I know my roommate is up. No answer. Perhaps she is still in bed. I knock a little harder. No answer. She could be in the shower. My knock is now insistent. I add a little sound to my knock. The coffee spills all over. Now, I know she is just being spiteful.

I look up for some odd reason and I see room number 221. OMG!!! I'm on the wrong floor and at the wrong room and it's 5 AM in the morning. I drop the coffee cup on the carpeted floor and race down the hallway to the elevator - leaving the one and only rolling cart in front of their door. Two sprints away from room 221 I hear the door squeak open. I keep on moving and don't look back.

Things that make you think or not.


#Why are round pizzas put in a square box?

#Can you cry underwater?

#If you have cured ham, what disease did it have?

#If sandwich bread is square why is most luncheon meat round?

Back to thinking outside the box again. Perhaps this is why I prefer to think inside the box - I know my parameters. When I am inside the box I know where to go and my imagination can go beyond reasoning all while still inside the box.

Off for a week of fun...my box will be closed.

Happy Marriage and Low Blood Pressure

I keep reading these articles about happy marriages and low blood pressure. So, WHY is my blood pressure off the charts with medication? Does this mean that I live in an unhappy marriage? At the moment I would call it extremely chaotic and stressful.

It started back in November and now it's almost April - that would be 5 months of FRUSTRATION!!! The pool. Or shall I say the refurbishing of the pool. It may be the death of both of us.

Some women are married to romantics, organizers, workaholics, bums, cheaters and then we have the 'Do It Yourselfer'. That's the one I chose to spend my life with. We NEVER - NEVER - hire anything done by someone else. We do it ourselves - even IF we don't have a clue as how or what to do.

That's where the pool saga begins. It has been a nightmare since the onset. Rain - rain - more rain, broken equipment and anything else that could possibly go wrong - HAS.

Today we started the actual painting. Was there rain in the forecast? NO!!! Did it rain? YES!!!!

We chose a brilliant Robin's Egg Blue for the color and then the rain began (in earnest) and made wonderful streaks down the walls of the pool. Actually it reminds me of a Monet painting. So on the positive side - who else in this crazy world has a Monet style painted pool?

I guess I'm lucky to be wed to a real 'Do It Yourselfer'. So why doesn't my blood pressure go down?

sell on ebay

I've decided to sell my soul - put it online at ebay and sell it to the highest bidder.
Should I place a reserve bid on it?
What is a soul worth?
What if no one bids on it?
What is the category for souls?
What should the shipping charges be?
What if someone buys it and then wants to return it?


I figure if someone can sell a cornflake, a grilled cheese sandwich or a human bone on ebay - I can sell my soul. Perhaps I can become a 'power seller' on ebay or a distributor of lost souls or franchise my business. If I sold my soul I could afford gas for my car, my prescriptions, my home owners insurance (in Florida) and sidestep home foreclosure.

My favorite movie is 'Oh Brother Where Art Thou?' and the guitar player Tommy or Robert, whatever his name is (you'd think being my favorite movie I would remember names) sold his soul to the devil to be able to play a guitar. I'm not asking for super talents or to live forever - I'm just looking for a way to cash in during this recession (not - by some) we are having. Times are tough and one needs to improvise to survive.

How much would you pay for a soul?
Would you sell your soul?