Yesterday was one heck of a day. Emphasis on heck.
Semisweet and I traveled to Reno so she could get her braces on. We had to take Mr. Ferrero Rocher’s truck as the suburban is acting up and I did not want to get stuck between here and there. That was alright, except I acted like a total blond (sorry to any blonds) and couldn’t get Mr. Ferrero Rocher’s truck unlocked.
I had the key upside down.
Semisweet had two appointments. The first was to take impressions of her teeth. There was a little break for us go grab something to eat then we headed back for her second appointment to get the braces on. While she got her braces I slept. The nap was wonderful!
It all went downhill from there.
We next went to the Reno Home Storage Center to pick up a pallet of cans for our stake. (We can our on dry food like powdered milk, hot cocoa mix, oats, rice, wheat, etc.) The only guy there was an older gentlemen who didn’t really know how to use the forklift to get the pallet onto the truck. That was sort of scary to watch. Then we had to pack other bulk food around it. The pallet of cans was wrapped in flimsy plastic that would not survive going down the freeway at 75 miles per hour for three hours. Semisweet and I had to wrap a tarp around it and then secure everything with rope and bungie cords. Sounds easy right?
It took two hours for us to get everything wrapped and ready to go. The wind was terrible causing the tarp to act like a parachute whenever we tried to lift it onto the pallet, which we had to do while we each were precariously balanced on the edge of the bed of the pick-up. When that was finally accomplished we headed to Michael’s to buy some craft supplies and then to Costco.
We headed back home two hours behind schedule. On the way the plastic around the cans started to rip. We pulled over in a rest stop to inspect the tarp to find that it was totally shredded to pieces. UGH!!!!
It’s a good thing we happened to have another tarp with us. Only this one was HUGE about three times the size of the one we put on the pallet. Yes, the wind was still terrible. I think we could have literally gone flying with that darn tarp. We must have learned from our first tarp experience though as it only took us 30 minutes to get the pallet wrapped and ready to go.
Or so we thought.
5 miles down the interstate we saw a can go flying out. We pulled over yet again to readjust the tarp and rope.
By this time I was extremely frustrated. And tired. It’s a good thing I’m not the emotional type or else I would have started bawling right there.
We headed down the freeway once more. This time everything miraculously held! I think both Semisweet and I were sending silent petitions the rest of the home for everything to be all right. Three hours behind schedule we made it back to our small town, dropped off the pallet of cans, and headed north to our home sweet home. We had been on the road for 16 hours.
We were treated to a wonderful lightning show the last 25 miles of our journey. It would have made some great photos.
We arrived home safe and sound. Special Dark came running in to greet me. “You’re home! I waited up for you to come home. I missed you.” This was followed by a gigantic hug and kiss.
Mr. FR went out to back up the truck so we could unload it….
…and the truck no longer goes in reverse.
Don’t ask me how that happened. Just glad it didn’t happen in Reno.
I’m plumb tuckered out from yesterday. I promise though to have the non-sewing Cool Summer Days calendar tutorial posted on Monday. It’s pretty easy, just cut and paste, laminate, and cut a little bit more.