The swimming pool business is hard work. I should have listened to everyone around me who said that a few weeks and a couple of hundred dollars ago.

Of all the additions my home came with, an above ground swimming pool, completed with a wrap around deck was one of them.

Last year, thanks to the wonderful tornado dumping a fair share of tree particles into the pool, I chose to forgo using it. Cleaning it out and applying the chemicals needed, I turned the murky water from brown to clear, but just didn’t use it.

This year, however, I made up my mind early that my swimming pool was going to be put to good use.

Of all things I should have been able to control, the swimming pool is one of them. I am, after all, a Grade IV water treatment plan operator’s daughter. I’ve grown up listening to my father talk about how water is treated and mildly understand from his in depth discussions why the pH level and chlorine level of the water must be balanced.

Along with the help of a neighbor, I’ve shocked the pool, increased the pH, added some baking soda, provided a small amount of algeacide, added alkalinity, stablizer and clarifier (all at different times, by the way. Just as the pool man and dad have suggested). Still, the water is only clear to a person’s knees.

The pool is cleaned out - no dirt on the bottom, no more leaves and certainly no more algea. Why the water won’t turn to that shiny, clear sate is beyond my understanding.

And the rain lately hasn’t helped the cause either.

I’m not the only person in town that’s had this problem. Other people can’t  get their water to clear either.

Perhaps, as the old saying goes, there’s something in the the water. Or maybe it’s just the pool operator not understanding how everything works. Either way, I still like to think there is a hidden message in all of this.

Sometimes life is out of our control.

That is a hard fact to swallow, especially for a people that have become accustomed to maintaining control over so much of life. We like to have a handle on the little things, making sure that they fit into our schedule as we want them to.

If something breaks, we like to think we can fix it, using instructions or an expert as our last resort.

Patience is not our virtue as we rarely take the time to let things work themselves out, on their own, as they should.

In reality, if I follow the instructions, then the pool should clear itself up. If it doesn’t then we will look at other options. But until I give the pool time to do it’s thing, nothing is going to change.

In the uncontrollable moments of our life, we must allow things to work out as the should, even if it takes longer than we want.

 Sometimes the water is cloudy, even on a sunny day.

Sunday afternoon I finally blew up a yellow pool float and floated on the water for a few hours, reading a book, listening to music, enjoying time to my self.

I guess I’m learning that even in the most uncontrollable moment, the moments that allow you to only see knee deep, you just have to float on, having faith that along the way, the water will eventually clear.

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