Twas A Sunday Morning Miracle

 

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Working on the pool is an everyday occurrence for Bob. And has been for 35 years.

Wednesday morning Bob to the box and flipped on the pump, and it ran 2 minutes and died. dead. nada. nothing.

He said it was the breaker box, that the problem was he was not getting electric to the pump. NOT THE PUMP. the Electric. I with all MY knowledge Knew it had to be the pump.

He wanted me to call and electrician. I did and he called back and said it was not a job he would take on.

His words not mine. THINGS erupted.

I called Pinch a penny, our go to for pool repairs, and they said Monday Noon was 1st time they could 4 and 1/2 days and the pool would be slime. 

all day for 3 days I listened to. it will only take a few minutes to fix this, if I knew how I would do it, he was threatening to take the cover off the breaker box, and I FREAKED and had a hissy fit.

Friday afternoon, because I was losing sleep over this, I messaged my 1st Cousin once removed and asked if her hubby who owns a pool business could come look at it. Yes, but it would be some time Monday.

Thinking he might not charge as much and to give family business, I canceled Pinch a Penny and

she said Danny would call me. No call by bedtime, I message, and she says he will call you when he comes in. Bob had already gone to bed, I read until 9 and no call. I close the book and try to go to sleep and at 9:05 I get a message he will come on Monday; tomorrow send him photos of the pump and he would come by sometime on Monday. I could not go to sleep because I was thinking what if he doesn't come until 8 in the evening and we will be in bed.

I get a message after I send the pics next day and he says, that's a new pump, call the company and get them to send a warranty adjuster. NOOOOO it's not the pump

I did not sleep well Friday night thinking about all this. I said pump is new bob says its not the pump.

Comes Saturday, 4th day of no pool, I walk in Walmart and coming towards me was my Wal-Mart Friend named Tami and her husband. She says Hi, how are things at home?

I spew the story I just typed. she points at her hubby and says that is what he does for a living.

He tells me it is probably the pump; this is 3 people and myself thinking it is the pump.

Bob says it is NOT the pump.

Sunday, we take the dog to the park, and I come home and think, I don't know these people, she is a person I have seen every Saturday shopping for 20 years. We exchanged cell numbers about a month ago and she said if I was not going to shop to text her because I missed 3 weeks, and she was freaking out.

I text and say Tami, is there any chance your hubby could come and look at this pool thing?

She answers, we can be there in 30 minutes. They came, we sat inside talking, 30 minutes passes and they come in from the back yard and he says its fixed. its running.

Bob was right, it was the timer, it was fried. The fix was, he bypassed the timer and now it turns off and on with the breaker switch.

He refused to take any pay.

That is a miracle, no charge, comes in 30 minutes, done in 30 minutes and they don't even really know us.

IT seems to me, my talking to much PAID OFF, thank you Lord for kind and caring people that helped us. Good people do exist. 

FORGOT to say, Monday, that is TODAY. I go at 10 am to get results from my memory test.

Later Gators