Yesterday was the first time in over 8 weeks that I did not write.
I had every intention to,however the day just kept slipping away.

My new Friday schedule has me running around and out of the house until at least 12:30, which is exactly when I got home yesterday.
No big deal...I'll write after dinner.
I had offered to take Max's car for an oil change, so after checking emails I went and took care of that . 
I also called on a customer and then picked up the last hose I needed to finish setting up the filter for my pool.
By the time I got home, it was after 3 p.m.
I proceeded to finish filling the pool and setting up the filter. 
When I next looked at the clock it was 4:30 and I had not even begun dinner preparation.
Off to the kitchen, I cut up potatoes and threw them in the oven.
(Roasted potatoes take an hour)
Back to my desk to answer some more emails. 
Now it's 5:30.
Out come the potatoes and time to start assembling the rest of dinner.
Brussel sprouts and corn went on the grill.
All of the other side dishes need plating and then back into the fridge.
5:45.
Chicken and potatoes back in the oven for warming.
Out back to check on the pool. 
All set...turn on the filter  and now we are cooking with gas!
Everything has come together .
Dinner is ready to be put on the table and my pool is sparkling .
The sounds of the surging water from my filter are like music to my ear. 
After a great Shabbat dinner and clearing the table I looked out of my window to see how well my filter was working.
It wasn't!
What the heck.......
So I went out in the yard to investigate.
That's when I saw that my water level had dropped below the filter.
How did that happen?
I must have a leak.
I walked the perimeter of the pool and eventually found where a significant amount of water was flowing.
It was now well after 9 and dark outside.
Max got out a flashlight and set about trying to determine where the hole might be.
What he found was disturbing.
Completely across from where the water was escaping,the patch we had put on on Sunday had failed.
I dragged out the submersible pump and spent the next 4.5 hours emptying the pool. To say I was disheartened would be an understatement.
Writing became a non-starter for me.
The last thing I wanted to engage in was a pity party.
After dropping Susan at the shop this morning, I went to the pool store for another patch kit. There I discussed my plan for rectifying the situation. 
The shop owner agreed with my course of action, wished me luck and sent me on my way after he pocketed his first sale of the day, my $9 for a patch kit.
So I have taken this time to sit down and catch up with you.
The washing machine man will be here sometime between 11-3.
Yes, it is actually the Maytag repair man!
Once Max is awake, we will set about repairing the hole. Barring any further unforeseen setbacks, I will fill my pool for the 3rd time in 2 weeks starting around dinner time.
And that is how and what I am doing on this Saturday after my How am I doin' Friday that never happened.

Shabbat Shalom!