During the last winter I came up with an awesome idea: I am going to build a swimming pool in my backyard. For my children when they are with me during the weekends, yes I am a divorced father, and for the whole neighborhood during week days. Especially for those hot stay at home moms that were around my age. Their kids would be out at school, their husbands would be at work and they could come over and chill in my backyard, next to my my private swimming pool. Looking good while doing so. Bringing some excitement into my home office days.
Luckily I have the money to afford such a project. So I went to town hall, I filled out a shitload of paperwork, I hired someone to plan it, I hired a craftsman to actually built it and then I spread the message. Luckily everything went according to plan. I had my pool before summer really hit.
My children, they were nothing but excited about it. They now loved to visit me even more. Thirty five year old me loved hanging out at the pool. It was totally worth the investment. But one thing wasn’t working out as planned. Despite me spreading the message in the neighborhood, no women my age showed up to sunbath beside my pool.