My family were at breaking point. The kids were screaming in the yard about some toy one of them had broken, the dog was barking and scratching at the patio door to be let in, and my wife was pulling at her own hair trying to clean, cook and feed our baby all at the same time. I wanted to help, but my back injury had me lying on the sofa in agony, barely able to sit up. The office chairs didn’t help either, those things were like resting against an iron rod for 9 hours a day.
When things had finally settled down, and the kids were quietly slurping their dinners while scrolling through their phones, I had a word with my wife. “I’ve had an idea,” I announced. “I want us to get a hot tub”. My wife looked up from her chicken Caesar salad with an angry glare.
“If you think I’m cleaning out a hot tub every day so you and your friends can drink in it on the weekends you’ve got another thing coming.”
“No dear, not me and the guys, you and the kids. I think it would be good for us, help us relax. It would help me with my back problems too, the doctor recommended it a while ago but I never thought about it until now.”
Her face softened. I tried to read her reaction but her mind seemed to be ticking over. “How could we afford it Peter? We’re not exactly rolling in spare cash right now. Don’t hot tubs cost like $5,000?”
That’s when I remembered the ad I had seen in the Post Office window today. “There’s a store in town that sells cheap ones, Hot Tubs Modesto I think it’s called, I saw a flyer this morning, $1,500 including delivery.”
“Peter, if you’ve already ordered it…”
“No honey, I want us to pick one out together. Think about it, the warm water, the powerful jets, sitting back and feeling all our stress melt away,” I said each word slowly and seductively, and she seemed to be taking the bait. Her expression changed from sceptic to dreamy, and I knew she was on board.
The next morning, we wrangled the kids together and got in the car, the wife and I equally as excited as the kids. My back gave a sharp twinge as I climbed into the driver’s seat, but I smiled as I remembered my pain would soon be over. With this hot tub, my spine would be as loose as my three year old son’s shoelaces.
We pulled up to the store and I was immediately greeted by a short, cheery man with a firm handshake. The salesman, whose name tag said he was called Derrick, showed us the types of hot tubs on offer. Some were just big enough for two adults, others you could swim in. The array of choice was mind boggling, and after a few moments of talking Derrick could tell I wasn’t clued up on the jargon. He looked my family up and down, nodded, and asked us to follow him.
We stopped beside a beauty of a hot tub. It was bigger than my car and very impressive. Five seats, fifty-five high pressure jets, fourteen lights and even a mini waterfall. It was magnificent. Derrick explained the ins and outs of the hot tub, how it worked, maintenance requirements, this was a man who knew his hot tubs. The kids were wide eyed, mesmerized by the sight of it, even my wife was impressed. We decided straight away that this was the hot tub for us.
After a short and pleasant conversation with Derrick, we had purchased our new toy. He even gave us 50% off installation for paying upfront. Less than 48 hours later, the hot tub was installed and running, Derrick himself even came round to do the final checks before the installation men left.
Our hot tub is now our favorite family activity. It doesn’t always keep the kids quiet, but it’s improved my back problems 100%, and I’ve never seen my wife so relaxed. Hot Tubs Modesto is a life saver, I wish we’d done this years ago.