The difference between "Train Wreck' and "Interesting...." is attitude

I have been without "wheels" for almost a week. A family member's vehicle crapped-out and they are gainfully employed. I am not. So I loaned out my truck to give them some time to sort out what they are going to do.

That resulted in me spending more time in Eaton Rapids than I had planned. Not a bad thing, just not what I had planned.

In parallel, Mrs ERJ  was offered a volunteer opportunity that she is well suited for. Taking on the new opportunity absorbed much of her time and I back-filled caring for Quicksilver.

Well...today Mrs ERJ had a lull and I had the use of her wheels from 2:00 onward.

Technology hates me

Mrs ERJ lined the back of her beloved Vinnie Van Gogh 2 with cardboard. I loaded in shovels and Bald Cypress seedlings, dog-proof raccoon traps, impact drivers and.....

I started Vinnie and put him into reverse, and immediately ran into the garage door which had inexplicably started to descend. The noise was horrendous. The door was bent like a potato chip and refused to go up-or-down.

As Brigid has been known to write, "When brute force fails, perhaps the problem was that you did not use enough of it?" Brigid...smart lady!

More force was applied after un-potato-chipping the door and Vinnie and I were free!

Hastening toward The Property, Vinnie and I encountered an impaired driver. Shoulder. Oncoming traffic lane. Weaving. Driving 10 to 15mph below the speed limit. I declined to pass him. Traffic stacked up behind me.

He stopped at M-50. Then he proceeded. Normally, folks do that when oncoming traffic is not a hazard...but not our drinkin' buddy. Horns. Screeching of tires. At least two pairs of underwear worn by drivers on M-50 were soiled.

And when my boots hit the ground...

All my stress vaporized.

Approximately 55 Bald Cypress seedlings went into the ground. I inspected the grafts to see how they were doing and some of them are pushing buds. The pecans I planted are unmolested by squirrels so far. The motor on the riding mower turned over so the battery was not dead.

Things are going to be OK. I expect to get my truck back tomorrow. I will mow grass. I will till the garden. The days will continue to get warmer. The rain will fall.

Things are going to be OK.