Hello everyone, I am spent. Waterlogged.
We have gone swimming everyday for the past three days.
I have a killer tan. And I smell like chlorine.
But no matter. I love taking a dip in the pool. This summer I have much more time since I'm mostly a SAHM now. It's way cool.
When I worked full time, I very rarely got the pool and never had a tan.
But then again, I worked from 6:30 a.m. to 6 p.m.
But anyway, back to the pool experience. I hate the diving board, I have never jumped off of it and I don't think I ever will.
It's just plain scary to me.
At the urging of my boys and the taunting of my husband, I tried it the other day, I made it about part way and turned back, afraid for my life.
I felt like I was walking the plank. A 34-year-old quaking in her boots.
My husband shook his head and my boys laughed hysterically.
They will never understand. I really want to do it. But I just can't.
I looked longingly at the diving board again today. It looks so easy, what am I scared of? I'm not going to die. Well not right away anyway... I was thinking this as I watched 5-year-olds doing cannonballs.
But there are many layers of fear for me to peel off. I've been scared of the board since 1982 when my friend pushed me and I nearly fell off of the diving board, so I just want to tell my family to give me a freaking break!
One thing I did try though, in spite of my scardey cat ways was the water slide.
Talk about terrifying!
I prayed all the way down through all the loopy loops.
"Jesus, help me! Jesus please help me!"
He must have heard me because shot out of the slide and landed safely in the water, my rear touched the bottom of the pool.
I felt like Marlin and Dory on the EAC.
Here's the freebie today, we are almost done with this and then I don't know what the heck I'm gonna give away. Enjoy!!!