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Monday, June 30, 2003
Don't do business with 3 Day Blinds or Zauss-Godwin Hardwood Floors. I posted on Saturday and said how much I loved my shutters, and I still do, but soon *after* I posted, things started to go down hill a bit. The guy didn't have the shutters for the kitchen window. He started talking about "I can come back during the week...blah, blah." I heard this from the back room and was just about to have a cow. First the floors, now the shutters...errr. He called the shop and there were there, he just forgot to take them. Greg went and picked them up because otherwise we would have had to have him come back. He worked on the two bedroom windows until Greg got back. Finally at 8pm, he was finished....he started at 1:30pm. There were a few other little problems, but they can be fixed later and are not that big of a deal. I'll just add that their name is a joke. It was over 3 weeks ago when we ordered the shutters. The guy told us 3 days to make them and install the next weekend ~ so it's more like 3 Week Blinds. Whatever. And the floors....don't even get me started.

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I was thinking the other day about why I'm scared of pools. I've always been afraid of the ocean because it's so deep and dark. There things are in there that I can't see...things with big teeth and scales. But why afraid of pools? Those are clear, not too deep really, and nothing with scales and teeth live in pools....I hope. The longer I thought about it, I realized where all this fear was coming from.

There was a family that lived across the street from my parents when I was about 7 or 8. I played with the girl that lived there and they had a pool. During the Summer, we were in that pool all the time and I have no memory of being scared of swimming in it. However, after the Summer was over, we didn't swim again. During the Fall and Winter, they didn't clean the pool. I knew we weren't allowed to go in the back yard and I never saw the pool when I was over there because the curtains were always closed that faced the back yard. Something in the back of my mind told me not to pull back the curtain and take a peek....that sixth sense kicked in everytime I was over there. But then the day came when I ignored my sixth sense and my curiosity got the better of me. I swear, it will be the death of me one of these days. It was raining and we were forced to play inside rather than in her front yard. While in her room, I questioned the condition of the pool. She told me it was black. "BLACK?" I asked...confused. She told me not to look, she said it was scary. Well that did it, now I HAD to look. I waited until I was alone in there and I went to the window and opened the curtain about a half inch and peered out. OH MY GOD ~ to this day, it is one of the most scary things I have ever seen. That pool was as black as black gets. It was full of black algae water....it was growing on the waters surface and everything. You could just see how thick the water was. I ran. Didn't say goodbye, didn't say a word. And I never went back. She played at my house after that and never understood why I didn't want to go back to her house. They moved eventually and the guy who bought the house rented it out. When I was a teenager, a group of Navy guys were renting it. Two of my older sisters still lived at home, so you know they were always invited over to go swimming....and I tagged along. I could never be out in that back yard alone with that pool tho. I had a really hard time just going near the window because I was scared of what it would look like. But when I finally worked up the nerve to look, it was crystal clear again....just as it should be. For a long time I would only put my feet in, tho eventully if there were enough people around, I would swim. But I never went near the drain or the filter. I'd had images of a big back monster rising up out of the pool ever since that rainy day when I peeked out the window at it. Parts of that monster could still be in the drain or the filter, my sixth sense told me. Those ten seconds thru that curtain have scared me for life....



posted by Kitty Monday, June 30, 2003



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