Sounds like a line from the Wizard of Oz, but it’s the truth. We missed the snowstorm that dumped 2-3 inches on Seattle and lead to massive collisions in the mountian passes.
Whitaker spent the day trying to figure out what to do with his dead truck — the answer is catch the 4pm ferry, get a ride from his brother (my maid) to his parent’s house in Olympia, grab their truck, rent a trailer, pick up dead truck, deliver to SW Washington, load Jetta on trailer, return truck and trailer to Olympia and start working on rebuilding the engine in the dead truck — he needs it for his business so it’s not an option.
Me, I spent the day working on Shirts of Bamboo stuff, a couple of small jobs for Paper, Scissors on the Rock, and dealing with a ton of paperwork. Not much rest time here at the church. Of course, there is all the work that Whitaker was going to do still undone, as is the pick up of all the down limbs that was supposed to happen last weekend but the community work party. Guess I’d better find out what happened with that.
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