Still groggy from our Saturday-long battle with poop, I was up at 4:30am with Smudge. Just as I did yesterday, I figured I’d start the generator early and ease into this busy day.
The generator refused to fire. I found that odd — it’s run perfectly for days, and it was fine when I shut it down around 11pm last night. In no mood to fuss with it in the dark, I went back inside, flopped into a recliner and stole another hour of sleep.
Later, with a clearer head, I went out and checked the oil — that was the culprit. The unit won’t start if the engine oil is low. I topped it off and it started right away.
Note to self: Check the oil every day, dumbass, not every other day.
Tomorrow, the shed we had built last February will be picked up from where it rests off Deb’s cousin’s driveway and moved to a site off ours. Before preparing the shed for the spot, it occurred to me that we ought to first prepare the spot for the shed.
Deb was busy this morning, so I tackled the job myself. The hardest part was moving the assembled frame for our soft-sided shed a hundred feet, to a place where it’ll be out of the way. (Its permanent location still is to be determined.)
I simply “walked” the flexy thing from where it was to where it needed to be. Awkward but effective. The frame suffered no damage.
About half of what’s in the shed, other than the Ranger, we brought down from Ohio last June. The rest we accumulated here and stashed away. The trick today would be to make sense of it all, organize it and deposit it in Deb’s cousin’s garage for roughly 24 hours.
I waited ’til after Deb returned from the Flippin Walmart (postponed from yesterday) then drove my truck to her cousin’s place and began. It took the rest of the day, much of it accomplished in the rain.
Meanwhile, Deb was back at the homesite working with a mobile RV tech to get the toilet and black tank doing what they should again.
That work occupied the whole afternoon (and another 50 gallons of water), but at the end of the unappealing process everything had been put right again (or as right as could be). As you can imagine, that’s quite a relief.
When the tech was gone, we drove Mercy to Mountain Home, picked up a couple of totes at Home Depot, grabbed drive-through and returned to The Mountain. I finished emptying the shed, filled a water barrel and brought it back to the RV in the bed of the Ranger — the firt time the buggy had filled that role, and it handled its max load well.
All things taken into account, the day went pretty well. (After yesterday, anything would’ve felt like an improvement.) The fifth-wheel’s systems are back online, the shed is ready to move, and the wet weather has cleared out for the next several days.
Tomorrow should be another good one.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
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