Dh often reminds me of the character Tim Taylor on Tool Time. Newer, bigger, faster, more powerful are things he looks for when buying whatever. Last year after the hurricane hit, this way of thinking went into overdrive. We looked at new pool pumps. The Tim Taylor side of him took over. The pump he chose was the gold standard, Cadillac of pumps. I told him it was overkill, and a waste of money. Does Tim Taylor listen? Of course not.
When the pool began warming up, and the run time needed to be increased, he also bumped up the pump speed without saying anything to anyone. Everything was wonderful, until about 3 weeks ago, when we got about 10 straight days of continued heavy rain. On the first couple days, all the pollen, dust, and particulates that had accumulated on the screen, washed into the pool. In addition it rained enough that it would overflow into the overflow drains, OR it had to be drained down a couple times a day.
When there is that much fresh water, it's hard for the salt generator to produce that much chlorine fast enough to keep it clear. I've learned to pop a chlorine tablet or two into the skimmer basket to solve the problem, so no big deal.
A few days after the rain had stopped, the pool was cloudy. I shocked the pool, and we brushed it down. We did this for about 3 days, with no improvement. The chemistry was perfect. We washed out the filter, which is new, but it didn't help. I was sitting alone out on the patio about 9:45 pm that night, and all residual daytime noises had died down, and the waterfall seemed a bit louder than normal. At 10:00 pm the pump shuts off. There was definitely more contrast in sound level than I had noticed before.
The next day he was fussing, saying I didn't know what I was doing with the pool chemistry, and threatening to take a water sample to Pinch-a Penny, and buying whatever they suggested. I told him to go to a slower speed setting on the pump. He fumed. I had no idea what I was talking about, was being stupid, etc. I told him to humor me for just that day, and the next. He went to tinker with the pump speed, but I knew from the sound he had not slowed it down. I told him to either slow it down, or I would. (I would have done it myself, but I needed to stay where I was, and listen). It took a couple tries, but finally, he slowed it down to where I wanted it.
The next day, the pool looked good. The following day, the pool looked perfect again. The higher speed was pushing the small particles through the filter with too much pressure, and too fast for it to pick them up. He will never acknowledge it, but I'm not as stupid as he accuses me of being. Not only that, but I saved him quite a bit of money, since I'm sure Pinch-a-Penny would have sold him several products costing us a small bundle.