UPDATE: July 24th- Beep! Beep! Time to Break and Enter into your Sister's House
On July 23nd I got the phone call from Uncle Bob.
"The Tractor is on it's way"
Good Good... this works. I back calculate that it should be to my sister's farm Monday.
I can plan to be at the John Deere dealership that day that is nearest by to allow me to come accept the deliver. This also allows my sister and her family to get back from their trip to the Northern Half of our state. This was going to be ideal.
I had these imaginary minds view of the family of us sitting there, holding hands like the who's in whoville as the tractor is lowered slowly amongst cherubs (fun victorian cherubs, not scary Book of Ezekiel cherubs) and singing.
11:00 a.m. on the 24th... I get a phone call. The truck will be there at 5:00.
My family won't be home until the 25th.
I called them frantically.
"What do I do"
"Break and enter into our house"
What started as the whoville ends in a little light B&E.
Yes, that tracks with my lifestyle.
After, appeasing the Pitbull monarch, I found their both cutters, broke open their gate and waited.
Nothing like breaking and entering into the houses of family members.
The Truck driver told me 5:00 p.m.
He got there at 6:00 p.m. much like the cable guy. He was a great guy and was fun to learn more about his craft. He was new to delivery and had the unfortunate duty to deliver the rest of his truck and trailer through Sunday evening Spokane traffic. So I tried to not keep him for very long
The first time she has set foot (tire?) on soil that was Californian since left the Iowa factory floor.
First step is first.
At least hopefully this won't require a Class A felony.
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