I have not been taking any pictures in NYC, which is my usual blog go-to when I don't feel like writing anything.
Let me just say that after spending from 9:15 this ayem until 12:30 parking the damn truck, including fights between drivers of other vehicles, a patronizing New Yorker who thought I didn't know the rules because I have an out-of-state plate and who managed to score my spot by talking loudly in a Long Island accent, a Craig's list person who wanted me to drive to furthest Brooklyn in the middle of the night to pick up a cabinet that she then gave to a neighbor, and a plethora of moving and mail trucks, I am basically done.
The truck is parked. I'm going to Brooklyn. On the subway. And then, soon, I'm outta here.
#sweatinglikeapig
fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
3 comments:
Well, that's what you get for playing both sides of the coin!
Maybe you jut can't be a City Slicker an a Ford driving good old girl, too.
Better either get a chauffeur, or give the truck to Bear.
And if you think you'll leave the sweat behind when you come to the Ozarks, well...think again! Heat index 105 today, & it feels hotter than that in the hay field!!!
Ozarks here I come! The river better be full. . .
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