It rained this weekend, and for several reasons I didn't work on the new pool. On the other hand, I made some substantial gains in the basement. I vacuumed up a lot of dust, however it is really not possible to vacuum up all of the dust until I seal the floor. I also need to decide what to do about the remaining bits of asbestos pipe insulation which wasn't removed (and no doubt illegally dumped) by the former owner in order to sell the house. But back to the matter at hand, the new pool. It has been filling up due to the rain, and this photo shows that it is holding water quite well. I was worried about running out of rocks to finish the pool, since I want it to be quite deep, but cleaning the basement has also provided me with a new store of rocks, which were left over by the person who worked on repointing my foundation. Like the engine of the VW bug I owned when I was a teenager, and which my boyfriend's brother convinced me to let him take apart and put back together again, with many left over parts. Should have been a useful life lesson for me but I'm not sure I learned it well enough, as evidenced by the foundation rocks in my garden.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Holding water
It rained this weekend, and for several reasons I didn't work on the new pool. On the other hand, I made some substantial gains in the basement. I vacuumed up a lot of dust, however it is really not possible to vacuum up all of the dust until I seal the floor. I also need to decide what to do about the remaining bits of asbestos pipe insulation which wasn't removed (and no doubt illegally dumped) by the former owner in order to sell the house. But back to the matter at hand, the new pool. It has been filling up due to the rain, and this photo shows that it is holding water quite well. I was worried about running out of rocks to finish the pool, since I want it to be quite deep, but cleaning the basement has also provided me with a new store of rocks, which were left over by the person who worked on repointing my foundation. Like the engine of the VW bug I owned when I was a teenager, and which my boyfriend's brother convinced me to let him take apart and put back together again, with many left over parts. Should have been a useful life lesson for me but I'm not sure I learned it well enough, as evidenced by the foundation rocks in my garden.
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