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Road Warrior, Too

The Colonial pipeline is back in operation. I wonder if some dude in a dark room coded our way out of this or if the ransom was paid?

It will be several days before everything is back to normal. That’s okay. The world needs to slow down anyway.

We have one station in town, Robert’s, that has any fuel in their tanks.

People aren’t making a mad rush for fuel. I was able to fill back up on the Ranger yesterday on the way home. The problem is that it has turned fake winter here again and I still haven’t replaced the heater core in the Ranger. So it was chilly riding yesterday.

I’m working overnight tonight so I went to town to fill up the Escape, which has no AC but does have heat.

So here I am.

Time for a shower and shave. I’m going to eat some lunch, watch some TV, and sleep the rest of the afternoon until they get home this evening.

Then it’s time to go to work.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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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.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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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.

That’s it. That’s the post. .

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Satisfaction

I’m very tired.

I cut up my day yesterday to pick up my son from school because my parents are gone on a short vacation.

I stopped working at 1:00 yesterday afternoon and then went back at 11:00 last night. I got home about 2:00 and caught four hours of sleep, got back up at six and started it all over again.

And here I sit trying to focus on a new show, Jupiter’s Legacy. It would seem it’s going to be very good.

And so, because I am tired…

That’s it. That’s the post.

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A Year Ago Yesterday

A year ago yesterday we had a storm go over our house that was as close to being in a tornado as you can get without actually being in one.

Thank God is all I can do.

I’m about to get up and go to work and come back to my home that’s still standing. I have a lot to be thankful for.

I almost forgot to write tonight.

But then, I didn’t.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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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.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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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!

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Night Work

I decided to come in tonight while it’s cooler to work. Putting the car in the shop tomorrow with Mr. Bruce, this way I don’t have to drive in the heat either with the air being out.

Another plus is the store is going to be closed in 10 minutes and there will be no customers. just me three stores and some peaceful time to work.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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No Air

I’m out of luck as far as A/C goes this week on the Escape. It’s the only real problem we’ve had with the car.

I took it to my guy, Mr. Bruce. He’s pretty good with stuff like this. We didn’t figure it out today and I have to take it back Friday, but still a good two hours jawing and wrenching with two other old fellas.

We talked about what has changed in our little town, where what used to be, how we don’t recognize a lot of the faces in town anymore.

We talked about our families and people who have passed. It’s weird to sit and talk to a man who was in grade school with my grandfather.

Anyway, another day another problem. This too shall pass.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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