OK, here’s the story of how my day has been:
Owner of the newspapers who sends me a check every week, send me and email late this morning:
“I’m going out of town, can you proof the north papers? Answer ASAP.”
I said, “no problem, just for today?”
A couple of hours later he responds: “Until Monday.”
OK, still no problem, but I’m looking at that weather forecast and the radar and thinking maybe I should get into town to stock up of needed storm supplies.
THREE HOURS LATER I finally get home, with my truck on the back of a rollup towtruck because it decided it didn’t want to start when I got out of the grocery store. Around 90F and some frozen fooodstuffs in the sacks and no matter how much cussing and hammering on the battery terminals would make the truck start.
I really do need to have some very basic tools in my truck. They used to be there but somebody *cough*MrBWS*cough* “borrowed” them…