Apparently my truck doesn't want to leave Humboldt County.
As I mentioned before, my family is moving to the midwest. In an attempt to make everyone's lives a little easier they offered to drive my truck out there with them. More room to carry stuff, a second vehicle to use, a "good ol' American-made" truck to have instead of their Hyundai.
First, let me mention that I have put over $1700 into fixing it up after my dad and brother destroyed it over the years. It drove great for me. How was I to know that the power steering hose would blow at Ruth Lake? So they brought it back, fixed it (and replaced the brakes) and headed off again the next morning. Not to mention everyone at church knew this before I did.
Because of the fires in northern California they had to take Hwy 299 the second time. My truck drove beautifully until just below the crest of the tallest hill going into Weaverville, where the radiator hose blew.
Already being 3 days late on their itinerary, they decided to drop the truck at my place and just take their one car. So in my landlady's driveway this afternoon they began unloading and re-arranging the junk in the 2 cars. Little did she know how much crap came with my brother and me when she said we could rent rooms.
The hardest part for me through all this was that I work night shift. So as I was trying to sleep, my dad and brother were bringing in the artillery. Literally, at least a dozen rifles and ammo.
It's been a long night.
On a more entertaining note, as I was up late last night (since I have to sleep during the day) I started to hear a rustling sound in the hallway. Then a bit later there was a few dull thuds. First I thought maybe the landlady was going to the bathroom, it is a very old, creaky house after all, then I thought one of the cats had gotten in. So I quietly opened the door just a crack, and was almost head-butted by a very confused bat. At 3 o'clock in the morning the last thing I want to do is untangle a frightened bat out of my hair. Of course the landlady had taken her hearing aides out and never even knew.
I guess all this is supposed to build character, but I think I'm fine the way I am, thank you. Even my mom admitted though, that this will all be very funny a month from now.
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