The pool saltwater chlorine conversion continues...

 

Yes, you heard/read correctly, apparently, it turns the saltwater into some form of chlorine.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salt_water_chlorination
The cleaning process is made easier with a shop vac and later on, the shop vac will also be responsible for getting the folds, as well as wrinkles, out of the new liner, sucking them right out! Too bad it doesn't work on the aging skin! LOL

Child's play sand will be used to fill any cracks in the foundation, as was used in the original installation of this pool, back in 2005.

What the green is that you are seeing Hubby says is moss, not mold. The ants were taken care of with the white vinegar.

The wooden pieces are maintaining the ladder's distance away from the side of the pool for first removing the old liner and then soon for installing the new liner!

Believe it or not, this is the liner! In that not too impressive demure-sized box below.

Moving on...

All is right with the world, Ashley furniture gave me back my deposit immediately.

I wonder if it could be the fact that their item was out of stock, and there was no known time frame when it would be available. Although, my portal said that, the manager and salesperson insisted it would be in by July 1st. Then why did they give me a portal to keep track of my order, hmm? 

*Note to all businesses having been on both sides of this issue: it's fine to have back orders but time frames when items will be there are needed to be provided to your customers!

Not so open-ended with indefinite time frames. If you have no idea tell the truth and then the customer can decide then and there whether they want your product or not.

Moving on once again...

I want to leave you all with another glorious sunrise, in case you missed it?

Oh, one more thing... YAY! To Nikki Fried, who has thrown her hat into the ring to run on the Democratic ticket for our next governor of Florida, she would be our first woman governor! I do believe it is about time! 

And so we must go, for now ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made, I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,... some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but... as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

3 months................................................ 3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. (Although, the actual date this blog started was June 25, 2008.) 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

The animal control lady was called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!