I manifested a pool boy. It took me 10 years to do it, but it still happened. When we lived in Stonewall, my husband always talked about wanting a pool, but as we lived on 12 acres and the rest of the area around us was farmland, all I could think about was all the wild animals, raccoons, armadillos, coyotes and such visiting our pool and what a mess it would be. I was emphatic about stating that if we ever had a pool, we would also have a pool boy. When we moved from Stonewall to Bulverde we bought a house with a pool, with the understanding that I would never have to clean it. The yard work and vehicles were my husbands's responsibility while I took care of the house and laundry. In the 6 years we lived there I think I only skimmed it about 10 times. I was the only one who ever swam in the pool. My husband and son would use it as a cooling off after a hot day outside with their favorite alcoholic beverages. I usually stayed away because it was always fun for them to take turns splashing me or trying to dunk me. Not fun, at least for me. I did get in once in awhile with just my husband, he wasn't so inclined to pick on me without backup support. I usually swam in the morning on my days off when no one was home. I had to skim a little, depending on what the weather was like the night before. I enjoyed my swims by myself, well, not really by myself, the cats and the dog would come watch, and the dog would constantly follow me while I swam, we had a game, I would swim to one end of the pool, she would meet me there, I would pet her or kiss her on the nose and then she would run to the other end of the pool and wait for me. It was good exercise for me and her. Then I would just float in the middle, it was the one place in the backyard that the animals couldn't get to me. I enjoyed the birds flying around and just nature being nature.
We live in the apartment now and have a beautiful pool. Every morning between 8:30 and 9:30, the pool boy cleans the pool, on Fridays he puts shock on the pool so it is not swimable until around 10:00, which is usually about the time I get to the pool anyway. For the last 3 weeks I have swam/walked laps in the pool and then enjoyed the hot tub. This week has been fabulous, as the weather has been cool (for Grapevine, 84 in the morning) and I have had the pool area all to myself. It has been glorious. Last night I was told it was going to be a stormy day. I woke up at 7 am and thought to myself, I should go to the pool before it starts raining and before the pool boy puts the shock treatment in. As I was walking to the pool, it started sprinkling and I started laughing thinking to myself, "I am going to get wet anyway." It stopped when I got to the pool. The lower pool where I do my laps was full of flower petals-very romantic, and June bugs, not so romantic. I pushed on. I have been trying to do 15 laps, but I only did 10 laps as I was getting tired of trying to swim around dead bugs. I walked to the upper pool, and it was clean, so did 10 smaller laps in there. I had noticed when I first got to the pool, that the deck was in a disarray, as it usually is before the pool boy cleans it up. Chairs were moved, garbage everywhere, glass bottles (a big no no at a pool) strewn about. It made me angry. I was thinking to myself, "Every morning he has to come and clean this mess up because people can't put their garbage away." This train of thought was definitely ruining my morning swim, which had already been irritated by all the dead bugs. Then I started to think about why I was so angry. This did not concern me, I didn't know how the pool boy felt about picking up garbage and straightening up the deck, I can't imagine why anyone would like to clean up other people's messes, I don't, but then I started laughing, "Shannon, you manifested this pool boy. You do not know his story. You do not know anyone else's story, you just know yours." I started tapping, (EFT-Emotional Freedom Technique-look it up-it is a great tool for self discovery), "These people, These people who don't put stuff away, These strangers who don't put stuff away, Didn't their mother teach them?, Co-workers who don't put stuff away, Family members who don't put stuff away....tap, tap, tap.....It is not my business, I can enjoy life without them having to put stuff away, I can enjoy life, I can enjoy my life, I enjoy life." By the end of the tapping session, I felt much better.
As I write this blog, a huge thunderstorm has come. I am grateful that I got up this morning and went swimming, I am grateful that there were bugs and a disarray on the deck, I am grateful because it all led to a little more release of things that are not mine to carry, and I am truly, truly grateful for a pool boy!
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