Pool drained, turtle set free

After weeks of neglect from our former pool guy, whom we paid for the entire year, in advance, whose negligence caused us to have to start from scratch to have our swimming pool drained and acid washed, and to rescue the poor turtle who had made a home in it, it's looking good again. Thank you, Aqua-Logistics, one of Austin, Texas' reliable pool cleaners! Good riddance to The Pool Police!

Comments

Dianne said…

Yae, looking good. Sorry about your original flaky pool guy. Hard to know who you can trust sometimes. It will be great coming home to a sparkling pool. We use ours daily when it's hot.
I'm sure you'll enjoy your last little while in Taiwan, I'll email you that latest with Nick.
Take Care

July 17, 2011 5:43 PM

OLLL said…

I still can't believe this, Kelly! So crazy. Glad it's being taken care of now. :-)

July 18, 2011 12:28 AM

Madison said…

Looking much better. I'm excited to see it returned to its former glory.

July 21, 2011 12:42 PM

Melody said…

I can't wait to see yall when yall return!! Wooohooo <3

July 22, 2011 12:03 PM

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