She needed the railroad tie moved. It was extremely giant and huge. Since Reboyfriend was around, she thought it was a perfect opportunity to have him help my grandfather lift and move it. Two men oughtta be able to do the trick.
She told Rbf she would go get grandpa to help lift the other side, but Rbf had already hefted the beam up by himself and walked off with it. Grandma had an "oh my" type of moment.
So when he died, they got me a AAA membership. Today, after The Warthog refused to start or lock or unlock...I learned why. Almost 11 months after he left us, the first thing I think in situations like these is "call Reboyfriend." I cried angrily when I remembered I was very much on my own.
Instead, I called AAA. My new boyfriend.
The Warthog is now up and running. The end.
I am sorry to hear about your hog with the warts. It super sucks to not have him around to fix it and take those kinds of worries off of your mind. It took me a while to get used to being able to rely on someone to do man things. I value that very much.
ReplyDeleteIf you ever need a ride, please let me know. I'll drive you anywhere you need, you just can't judge me for my hairy, dirty car. Indy has very little sense about keeping his dirt and slobber where it belongs.
Just thinking of you, Kirsten. Stay strong.
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