Leaky Pool

When we opened our pool last year we discovered a leak. Just a little pin hole in the liner. we noticed the water was really low and we finally found a rusty spot in the side, yep, just steady leaking. We had been working on the yard all day so we were both tired and dirty. The last thing we wanted to do was fool with a leak. As usual I'm always up for making a deal. Monty Hall's got nothing on me! "I'll call the order in if you pick it up." Picking up is way more work than calling in, 2 minutes tops on the call in. So of course I'm already working on the deal 5 seconds after spotting the leak " I'll go to Wal-Mart and get a patch kit if you put it on." Now if you've ever opened a pool in the Spring, you know there is the "funky factor" involved. No matter how good the pool looks in August, we're talking majorly funky in June. You got your basic algae covered bottom, slimy leaf piles, bugs (alive and dead) and the best part, green water. So, I got to go to Wal-Mart, spend a couple of minutes chatting with the cashier and drive home. I may or may not have bought a candy bar, lets go with yes on the candy. I would say my inconvenience level was a 2 out of 10. Actually the cashier was caused more pain by having to look at my hair. Very humid day, not my best look. While I was at Wal-Mart I bought my husband a mask and snorkel set. Did I mention that the leak was at the very bottom of the pool? Yea, 4 feet of funky water. My husband, ( I believe we all know what a good sport he is), was the official "patchmaster". I go to Wal-Mart, get a candy bar and chat and he jumps in the funky pool and repairs the leak. Yes, definitely sounds fair. I should be in Congress. So I get home and he is wearing his bathing suit. Did I mention that the water is about 65 degrees? And funky. He suits up and gets in. Did I also mention that we had already dumped all the chemicals in before we spotted the leak. The mask was to keep him from burning his corneas. Lets see, Wal-Mart vs. blindness. What a trooper. Funky cold water with the extra added bonus of blindness, and a nasty skin irritation. I should sell used cars or bridges. Now he's in the water. My job is to hold the patch and this is very important, stand outside of the pool exactly where the water is running out so he can look up and gage where the hole is. I get to shop and stand still. I can do this. Ok so he goes under, and he's thinking, 5 seconds tops. Except that I forgot what I was supposed to do, so when he went under I bent down and looked at the hole on the outside. So he looks up and I'm not there. He comes up and of course I don't see him because I'm looking at the hole on the outside. I hear "where did you go?" I look up and say "I'am soo sorry I forgot you needed me." So he takes my shoulders and positions me right up against the side. "Do not move." Okaaay, I'm not dumb! So I'm holding the patch and he's supposed to be able to just reach up and grab it. 65 degree water, really funky, and topped off with skin-burning chemicals. Did I mention he's a really nice guy? Ok I'm focused now, I assure him I will not let him down. He goes under again, I'm holding the patch right over the hole. He spots it, grabs the patch, the leak stops! Yea. I did a good job! Just as I'm patting myself on the back, he jumps up out of the water. Apparantly pleased with himself as well. Now remember he told me several times to stand right by the pool side? Right there, don't move. So I'm all smiley and trusting and ....wet? As he jumped up out of the water and was standing oh, about an inch from my face, he spit out an entire mouthful of funky bug water with an extra added bonus of blinding chemicals. As I blinked and tried to gather myself, he says "I'm sorry I forgot you were there." Forgot I was there. Forgot. Forgot? The good news is I didn't go blind. The bad news is, maybe I'm not the best deal maker in this relationship.