Moving? It’s An Adventure!

Howdy pals!

This has certainly been an interesting weekend. Because I wasn’t able to move the mighty Jeep Commando up The Hill last weekend, I decided to combine that move with moving all of the (crap) treasures that I had collected and stored in the garage.

No problem! Just rent a truck and a trailer, load them up, drive up the mountain, unload, drive the equipment back. Sounds pretty straightforward, right?

Wrong!

You see, the think tank that is America’s rental industry has a rule. You can rent a truck and return it to the same place, but not a trailer, oh no. You can only rent a trailer for a one-way trip. Lovely, no? (oh, they also consider any other depot in the county to be a local rental, also not allowed)

So, as usual, I improvised, swallowed hard, and decided on a one-way to the desert instead. Then I’ll pick up the poor little Dodge Dakota and drive that home. (um, whee? – ed Just makin’ lemonade boss! – bob)

Loading the truck became easy with the gracious help of my sister, the drive was uneventful, and the mighty Commando cooperated by not flipping over in the mountains. I arrived late, unloaded the Commando from the trailer then unloaded the stuff that was packed in the Commando. Got all that? Me neither.

By the time that was all over, it was too late to get started on unpacking the truck, so I hung it up for the night. Had a little dinner, went to bed early, then woke up to this:

Think Johnny Sunshine on KBLT or whatever might have predicted that there would be, oh, precipitation in the mountains this weekend? I couldn’t get the truck back up the driveway through 4-6 inches of snow and underlying ice. Whir! Slip. Whir! Slip.

So? How was your day?

Your best pal,

bob