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Road Warrior

So here we are again. Making our way through the world trying to find basic commodities.

Toilet paper didn’t bother me much.

I didn’t give a crap about hand sanitizer.

I have to have fuel. I work on the road between four different locations. This requires that I drive.

So now I’m sitting in a line reminiscent of the 70s.

I was alive when the gas shortages happened then. I don’t remember much.

I remember the lines.

People are panicking and a lot of them don’t have anywhere to go. The word is that most of the public is unemployed at the moment.

So where’s the rush?

Anyway, forty-five minutes later and two gas stations and my tank was full.

This whole country can be shut down in a relatively short span of time over something we take for granted. Things can be disrupted very quickly.

I know I wasn’t in a very good mood this morning. I got to my first store and had a quarter tank of gas. I wasn’t going to be able to make my second store. I pride myself on getting the job done. If the company sets me an impossible task, well…

But sometimes you just have to let things go and do the best you can.

I need to make that my mantra or something.

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If You Aren’t Producing…

Our hours have been slack the last couple of weeks.

I’m not liking that at all.

I got home about 1:00 today and went directly back to work.

We have a rule in our house.

If you’re out of work you shoulder more of the housework.

There’s no sense in me having a long day and coming home and having to do a lot after work.

Same goes for her.

So I cleaned up after the cats, cleaned the litter box, washed dishes, mopped the kitchen, and finished off the laundry.

Not a lot, not a brag.

But its what you do when your married. When you’re in a partnership.

If you’re not producing then you should at least be maintaining.

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Today Was…

Today was very middle of the road.

I got up. I drank my coffee. I went to work. I did the job (and then some). I had drive today. Possibly because of my accomplishment from yesterday.

Nothing big happened work related, nothing major. It was just a day.

And it was perfect.

I enjoyed it. I hope tomorrow is as bland. 😏

It doesn’t always have to be exciting. Some of my best days are nothing to write about.

Even though I just did.

Walmartians in the rain. Getting it done.

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Sunday Morning (1999 Project)

This is how it starts…

Not a bad way to spend the day if there’s a favorable outcome.

8:00 AM: I’m starting off the day trying to figure the problem out with the truck and these spark plugs. And I may have found the problem. I think it’s the wrong set of plugs. You’d think the guy at the counter would have some knowledge as to what he’s selling you but I’ve trusted too much in that. It would seem he’s wrong.

(Further on I’ll be talking about O’Reilly’s. I didn’t get the bad plugs from there. – Credit where credit is due.)

I’ll be taking off to the parts place with a little more knowledge this time and the manual and truck info to back me up.

But first, church.

12:19 PM

I’m at O’Reilly Auto Parts and my man Chuck here confirmed part of a problem. I was sold single platinum plugs instead of double platinum plugs at the other parts place. The plug in five split and is causing misfire. These plugs couldn’t handle the workload.

We may be onto something…

1:00 PM: I got back home, stepped out of the car and directly to the truck. I went to work on replacing the plugs.

The Usual Suspects

I started at one and went to six. I didn’t pull a wire until I had the previous one gap checked, greased and seated. That fifth cylinder misfire was because of these old plugs. That would be number five in the lineup pictured above. Absolutely the wrong equipment for the application.

2:14 PM: After about an hour I was back on the road but it wasn’t all rainbows and roses, no. The battery had died and a cell had went bad so I was off to another O’Reilly’s to see about a new battery.

The truck isn’t cutting back like it was and no check engine light. No misfire. This, for me, is huge! I love my truck but it has to be usable to stick around.

At this point I was only into this little adventure for blood, sweat, and $32.00 USD. I was dreading having to shell out for a new battery. They aren’t outrageous but they aren’t cheap either. And this battery was only a year old.

Mr. Gene

But then I guess there was a bit of “whiskers on kittens“. Turns out the battery I bought a year ago was under a two year warranty at O’Reilly’s. Those fellas helped me out big time to day.

A BIG SHOUT OUT to O’Reilly’s and to their employees. Gene and Jim in Camden, SC and Chuck in Lancaster, SC. They were super helpful and knowledgeable today.

And also, I’m thanking God. It’s getting hot and there’s no air in the Escape. The Ranger has super cold air. I prayed over the truck last night hoping that this was the problem. I needed it and it was granted. So thank you Lord for the hands and mind to work the problem and the grace to let this happen.

5:50 PM: I haven’t eaten all day. I was all about getting this done. And now it’s almost supper time.

Time to shower, eat, and relax. Tomorrow’s Monday.

And it’s gonna be a great day!

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Podcast and Depression

Me and Sam haven’t recorded in a minute. I don’t think he has realized it, he’s off doing his thing with video games and what not.

I haven’t pushed it. I’ve been going through some stuff.

Depression, I’m guessing.

I’ve been letting work wear me down instead of dragging work up. I’ve been letting people bother me instead of getting the better of (and out of) them.

This has been going on for several weeks. And I’m really just now realizing it.

Life can sneak up on you, quickly.

The trick is to keep your head on a swivel, then you don’t get surprised.

I don’t know what I have to be depressed about. I have a decent job, great family, food in my pantry. I’m pretty much blessed.

A roof over my head. We just got the roof recovered. It had it first real test yesterday because of it raining all day. The difference in a twenty plus year old roof and a new roof is extremely noticeable. It was pouring last night and I walked out into the garage and you couldn’t really hear it inside. That’s a great thing. Good job on those fellas.

So now that I know where I’m at it’s time to change direction and get out of this funk.

I’m thinking while I’m writing this I may as well make it a solo episode.

No need to involve Sam in my problem.

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In My Way

I woke up at 4:30 AM today. I couldn’t sleep anymore. I was exhausted last night and crashed a little after ten.

I was dreading today. I really wanted to just call in and do it tomorrow. But then I’d have to give up my Saturday, and that just won’t do.

So I made the coffee and was sitting there reading through a few things wishing I’d set a camera up for nightlapse because of the Lyrids meteor shower and getting ready for the day.

When you don’t want to go, you make yourself go.

God puts things and people in your way.

By in your way I don’t mean that as necessarily a bad thing.

Sometimes it’s a hurdle to get over. Sometimes it’s someone who is kind to you.

Sometimes it’s just a thing. A thing you need at the moment.

I was driving along the same road I use most everyday to get to my first stop. Doing my windshield time. I can do this drive with my eyes closed. And I looked up and saw this.

At first I thought it was part of the Lyrids. I found out later from the wife that it was so much cooler. It was the SpaceX launch this morning.

This brought a huge grin to my face. I needed to be right there, right then.

I needed to see this this morning, to capture it, to make my morning better. To make my whole day better.

And it did.

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That Time I Hung Out With…

Yeah. He ain’t the real deal but he is the closest thing I’ve ever seen in real life. Coincidentally, I visited the grave of the Colonel at Cave Hill cemetery in Louisville, KY that summer. Cave Hill is a very interesting place.

And here’s the hat trick. I also had dinner at Claudia Sanders Dinner House in Shelbyville, KY that weekend. It was one of those had to be done types of situations.

All of these happened within the same month as I remember.

Just things that came to mind when the pic of me and The Colonel came up in a memory today.

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Wake up before it’s too late.

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I was contacted by a cousin this week, at 1:00 AM, wondering why I had never sought them out. In particularly nasty language they accused me of not having “loyalty to our blood” and “family”. I was also called slummy. I get the gist of what they called me. I don’t see it and I think they may well have been blindingly drunk when they sent this message.

This cousin wanted me to travel several states over for their childs graduation.

A child’s graduation, whether high school of college, is something to be celebrated. It’s something to be acknowledged. By family.

Here’s the problem.

I’ve never met this child. I haven’t seen or heard from this cousin in over a decade. People grow apart and that’s what I have accepted. I have always known where this cousin is. I know where most all of my extended family lives, works, etc.

It may seem cold but I have a life to live with the people around me that affect my everyday life.

Family is great when you realize what it is and don’t stick to definition.

Me? I got family that ain’t blood and blood that ain’t family.

I have family all over the world.

There are doors I can knock on in every state. They don’t have to let me in, they’ll invite me in with open arms.

These are people I’ve served with, lived with, suffered with.

In the UK, Europe, and yes even the Middle East I have a bed and a meal waiting for me. If I ever needed it. None of these people are my blood, they’re family.

All that said, I’m extremely loyal to my family. My wife and kids, my father and mother. My older aunts and uncles that are still here.

I’ve been here this whole time.

While my mother and father tended to our grandmother until she passed away. They mad a place in their home for her and she lived out the rest of her days comfortably making my dad lunch every day. I got to see her most every day and enjoy her last years with her. She got to meet my wife. Those are memories I’ll always have.

Where were you, cousin, when my son (do you know his name?) lay in PICU for nine weeks after he was born? Where were you when my daughter was born?

Don’t talk to me about family. My family knows who they are.

I’ve been wanting to write this down and get it out of my head for the last week. And as I feared, my blood is hot right now.

I know what family is. I’ve lived and breathed family for fifty two years.

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I went out to try a free hotspot for our new ISP in our area today. Right now we’re lucky to get 5Mbps from #Windstream and that’s not doing much. I mean, we do okay but we’re kinda in the dark ages here.

I like to film and upload stuff but a lot of the time it isn’t worth the hassle of waiting and putting everyone else in the house out of bandwidth for however long it might take.

As soon as #RiverNetConnect comes down our road though…

This is blazing speeds for us. It may not impress y’all that ain’t way out here in the sticks.

Anyway, that was a nice little ride and pleasant surprise today.

I also updated a lot of apps and uploaded a video to IG while I was there.

Again, I’m impressed with the speeds. This will do just fine.

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