Boy do I need the weekend. So much catching up to do.
Last night I was crusing home and decided that since we had missed the gas station on the way to work, I would catch it now just before home. The best prices around here are at the Holiday station just down the street. At the 2nd stoplight before Holiday the truck did not like starting up again and chugged and jerked for a bit and I knew my stores of fuel were limited. I hit the next light on green so on I went. About three blocks away the truck stalled. I popped it into neutral and started to weigh my options. It will not start, I am still moving, the steering is hard as hell as are the brakes.
The car behind did not like me getting slower and slower and slower and finally whipped around. With one block to go, I was down to 20 mph and slowing. The truck has so much weight that in spite of all, I decided to move into the left lane, put on my signal and made a roll for the gas station.
Now, of course, since this is not my truck, I just prayed that the tank was on the drivers side. Then I rolled into the station. Being the cheapest around, it was nearly full. There are six pump stations and the first was full, the second, the third, (I am coasting on a wish while wrestling with the lack of power steering), the fourth, the fifth... all full. And viola, the sixth, the last, the mecca was open. I muscled the truck in, pushed the powerless brakes as hard as I could and we eased to stop at the pump. Whew.
Some how I always eek out a save. Thank you God!
I do love the new adventures everyday in 1HOE.
January 15: pen on paper. sweet.
Hopefully this weekend will see something spectacular happen. Large piece is coming along nicely but the canvas is still screaming for paint. But, as of today, I am 1/24th the way through! Wahoo, only 350 to go! I am awesome!
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