I was minding my own beeswax Tuesday morning around 9:30, innernetting at the kitchen table. Something caught my right eye in the POOLIO area. It was SilverRedO, driving into the back yard. I saw Farmer H and Old Buddy meander over to the woods side of POOLIO.
I know Farmer H had been draining water off of POOLIO for a couple of nights. He's getting ready to open that cauldron of butt-water soup for another season of taking a couple dips here and there, all the while paying hundreds for chemicals to make the water less toxic.
Farmer H and Old Buddy started pulling on the black plastic cover. Yep. They were getting POOLIO ready. It's a two-man job. The cover is heavy and awkward. At least most of the water was off the top from the nine-month accumulation of rain and snow.
Once the job was done, Farmer H and Old Buddy just kept standing there. For no reason! Leaning with arms on top of POOLIO's side. Chewing the fat, apparently. As if they couldn't do that anywhere else. It was longer than just a brief rest. For 30 MINUTES they stood there, doing nothing.
That better not be Old Buddy pay from Farmer H's cash expenditures! I will have to dock Farmer H for 30 minutes worth of reimbursement!
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