When our oldest son moved away, he left a few things he no longer needed or just didn’t have room to move.
Among those things was a hot tub that was given to him.
It needed work. He fooled with it a little before he left, but he just didn’t have time to spend looking for leaks and such.
So, when he left he gave it to The Captain.
Before I go any further, I cannot relate to you all the things around here that need fixing. My husband is a handyman. He’s always fiddling with something trying to make it work. And he usually figures out the problem and repairs it.
This hot tub had a few leaks and the heater didn’t work.
But you know My Captain. He quickly found the leaks and made a trip to the local home improvement store.
Before I show you a picture, let me explain that we, here on the farm, are true country.
Okay, we’re rednecks.
You gotta love us or hate us. But we like things the way they are.
Sure, we would like to be filthy rich and have the ability to go buy brand new things.
But we’re not and we can’t.
So, we fix things.
My Captain is in heaven in his little hot tub. Can you tell?
Surrounded by all the things he loves.
And we’re raising our son to be true to his roots.
Yep, the apple don’t fall far from the tree.
Now, when our oldest son comes to visit he can sit and relax like the rest of us rednecks.
We’re looking forward to it.