So you can imagine my shock when I awoke to find water running down our driveway... I dashed out side and Paul was draining the pool!!! I was speechless...( for about two seconds...) then I demanded to know what he thought he was doing...
This is the conversation that ensued:
Me: "Just what do you think you are doing?"
Paul: "What does it look like?"
Me: "It looks like you are draining my pool!"
Paul: "Nope, I'm draining the girl's pool. I woke up this morning and it was green, plus nobody has swam in it for over a week now. Summer's over."
Me: "What??? Summer is not over... It's August for goodness sake... Besides, I was going to swim today."
Paul: "Did you hear the green water part? It would have taken you days to fix it with chemicals. Besides the the temperature of the water was 63 degrees, you have a sweater on right now... You were not going to swim today... Summer in Maine is o.v.e.r."
(I hate it when he fights all reasonably like... In fact, I don't even know if he knew we were fighting...)
Me: "You can't just declare summer over!"
... Right then a V formation of Canadian geese flew over head heading south... the traitorous fowl... All I had left to do was storm into the house... Besides I was cold.... It was 55 degrees out...
Goodbye pool... Goodbye summer... See you again for five minutes in July next year... I'll be the one waiting by my frigid little pool awaiting your arrival...
Thanks for listening,