Duh No. 28: No More Messy Sink Mirror
Why was the mirror in the bathroom almost always sprayed with the food I ate? Because I was flossing while looking at my face in the mirror. Then I realized – duh – if I looked down into the sink while flossing, that is where the flossed out particles will land.
Duh No. 29: The Pool Ladder’s Moves
Move 1: For some reason the pool ladder always moved further into the water in my above-ground pool. That meant I was more likely to bump into that ladder while swimming. A few days ago I placed a couple of stepping-stones against the foot of the ladder. Duh, the ladder now stays in place where I want it.
Move 2: My grandson arrives tomorrow so I need to secure, or remove, the pool ladder. To prevent it from floating, the new plastic ladder is weighed down by water in its pool-side leg. Thus, I could not lift the water-laden ladder leg out of the pool. Then it struck me. Duh. I just pushed the ladder into the pool (since the ground-side leg is not weighed down). Security achieved.
Duh No. 30: The Pool Valves Turn Easily
The three pool valves need to be turned off every time I want to change my filter or do some other kind of pool work. Problem is, those valves are difficult to turn, and recently I was feeling weak. So I grabbed a large wrench and, duh, those valves turned like butter.
Duh No. 31: Pool Filter Moves
Move 1: For years I have been spraying my pool filters to clean them out. I used the stream spray setting on my hose nozzle while sitting in a chair. I got out a lot of dirt, but not so much as I did the other day. Why? I finally – duh – put the hose nozzle right up against the filter.
Move 2: For years, while cleaning my pool filters, I have rotated them while they were sitting flat on the ground or on a chair. Those rotations were work for my arm. The other day, not only did I get more dirt out, I also saved my arm by – duh – rotating the filter while it was sitting at an angle to the ground.
Duh No. 32: The Flower in the Waterfall
Feeling artistic, I placed a plastic flower in a crevice in my new waterfall. The other day, I figured out – duh – where the water was leaking out – Bye flower!
Hello, Spackle!
Mr. Ebsen may be contacted at robertebsen@hotmail.com
