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Saving tadpoles

I know that I work too much, but what bothers me isn't so much how much I do as what I don't get to do. Like saving tadpoles.

My pool pump hasn't worked for about 2 years, but now I'm resigned to get the pool swimmable. (The fact that's it's been 90 degrees for days may have something to do with it.) Thing is, if you put a large body of water out there and just, well, leave it, the frogs WILL find it. And they'll ... do what frogs do.

So now I have a pool filled with thousands of tadpoles in various states of development, which made me feel really bad when I decided to drain the pool to get it ready.

Fortunately, Cheyenne and Dakota are here, so now that the pool's down to about 4 inches, they're in there gathering up tadpoles. And let me tell you, tearing myself away wasn't easy. It's a simple pleasure, laughing while the tadpoles tickle your feet, gathering them up and putting them into a container. I miss that kind of thing.

That's the answer, really. What do I want to do with my life? I want to have time to gather tadpoles.

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