The week started off with a tinge of anxiety and a lot of hope. Anxiety for two medical appointments and hope for the weather. The pond was muddy and needed a complete water change. I need good weather for the pond cleaning.
During the winter two pots dumped over spilling out planting mud. I couldn’t see a single fish. Did I lose them all? Were they hovering at the bottom which they do when the water is cold? With all the bad weather the water was cold.
Changing the water had already been rescheduled because of weather. I have to go in to do a good clean and I’m not going in when the water is in the low 50s. I wear chest waders but that nasty cold comes right through.
Monday looked promising. Tuesday was rain and Wednesday and Thursday morning were appointments so they wouldn’t work. Monday dawned cool but lovely.
The pond cleaning itself went without a hitch. Mostly. I lost some fish. Gertrude and Goldie, two of my original fish were gone as were three of my four beautiful blue shubunkins. (I never know where they go. Did predators eat them? If they died, why is there no sign of them in the pond?)
I no longer name the fish (except for Hot Lips, who is all white with red lips) because, well, fear of getting ridiculed will do that. Maybe. I don’t need fish because I have very fertile ones that require birth control lectures every year.
The waterfall was on. We had to put in the filter. What could go wrong?
The filter leaked. There was a chip on one of the spouts and we couldn’t get a waterproof seal. Filters are expensive so I was on the internet trying to find a replacement part. Nope. Nada. Then I got a little freaky.
Replacing a filter requires research. There are new models and different brands. I’m invested in my current brand. I have fittings and replacement parts that only work with this brand. Breath in, breath out.
While I’m doing this the beloved husband came in to say the pump “crapped out.” (That’s a technical term often used in this house. It works best when said with a little attitude and a lot of body language.) The pump is only a year old. We now need a pump.
Scrap the filter research. The pond will be ok without a filter but you need a pump to keep oxygen in the water. This is important especially for a small pond that has too many horny fish and too many flowers. (I have no self-control when it comes to my pond!)
The pump is under warranty but I can’t wait around. I found something reasonable and I could get it in two days. In looking for the pump I found a parts website that had the filter lid replacement. Breath in, breath out.
Today is lovely. New pump should be delivered. Now I can focus on worrying about my follow up dentist appointment. Breath in, breath out.