My Sainted wife convinced me, many years ago, to install a pool. "We'll love it" she cried. Actually, she was correct - it is a treat and we've had a great time with (and in) it.
Then I learned about "Princess Temperature." This is the temperature the pool has to be such that said wife doesn't go "ooh" when she steps into the pool, but "oooh." BIG difference. It's in the tone, apparently.
I quickly learned 84 degrees was the "Princess Tempurature." 84 degrees. Any sane engineer (such as moi) would quickly quail at the gas needed to fire 30,000 gallons of water to 84 degrees in this part of New Jersey - even in the height of summer.
Why, tonight, as a thunderstorm swept a cold front in, I am watching the pool emit STEAM into the air since 84 degree water is only too happy to give up its heat to 64 degree evenings.
All I see are dollar bills floating into the air, never to be seen again.
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