The meteorologist on our favorite TV news channel declared that the 48-degree low temp yesterday at the capital city of our state was the coldest of all the major cities in the continental U.S. The high for the day was only predicted to reach 58 degrees. That was enough to inspire me to dig my winter sweaters out of storage today.
Last Saturday, in anticipation of colder weather, we decided to fill the hot tub. We usually have the tub filled by the first week of October, but the weather has been so uncharacteristically warm that we decided to wait a while.
Filling the hot tub was an adventure this year. After my husband ran the hose to the tub, we turned on the radio and sat down to enjoy our favorite team play SEC football. Since our team was winning handily, he got bored and nodded off, and I completely forgot about the tub.
Toward the end of the game, I got up to put a load of clothes in the washer, looked into the room where the hot tub is, and (you guessed it) saw that it was overflowing. Half of the floor was flooded. We scurried to bail the tub, and then my husband used a large sponge to sop water off the floor. No harm was done - that floor is practically indestructible - but it did create a little excitement for a while. Next year, I bet we'll remember to set a timer when we begin filling the tub!
It felt so-o-o good to sink into that steamy water after we got home last night from the catfish dinner, hosted by our local insurance providers. I was chilled to the bone from being out in the wind and rain. It was worth going to the dinner, though, since we won a door prize...two very pretty ceramic pumpkins that will look nice gracing one of the tables during Thanksgiving dinner. It sort of made up for the hot tub disaster.
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