Friday, September 11, 2015

NO. 18 & 19...I THINK I AM SHORT ONE

A word about my jeep.  I love it.  I really do.  But I will have to admit here there are a couple of drawbacks to Tank.  Now those drawbacks aren't big enough for me to be sorry I bought a jeep, but one or two of them are pretty high on the 'not desirable' list.  I will only mention two.

1.  My hip is hurting again, first time in a very long time.  And today I do believe I figured out why.  Riding in that jeep is like being tossed around in an old wash tub.  Every little bump, every little rock, no matter how small, tosses you up, then sideways and back down.  When I drive around, in town mind you, not even out on the rough roads, I hang onto the steering wheel for dear life, stick my elbows out onto the door on one side and the middle thingy on the other, to brace myself...to no avail.  I still fly up, then sideways then down.  Seriously!!  I can even feel my poof on my head move and its seriously glued down with liquid cement called Aquanet.  Now that I am getting used to it though, its kind of fun.  And when I eventually reach my destination and slide down out of the jeep, I feel a pleasing sense of accomplishment.

2.  The jeep has a certain space in it that I am calling Never Never Land.  And thats because I will never be able to actually touch it or use it for myself.

Its called the back seat.  As I mentioned in a previous post, there is a tiny space between the back of the back seats and the very back swing out door.  Pretty useless.  It fits shopping bags and a sweater.  When I grocery shop I put my groceries on the front passenger floor and seat.

Today I had to send a pair of Monte's size 16 shoes back to Amazon.  They were a tad too small.  So I wrapped the box up, affixed the emailed from amazon labels to it and set off to the post office.  I set the box on the front passenger seat.

When I was told by the post lady that it was going to cost 52 bucks (more than the shoes cost) to send the package, I declined and took the box back out to the jeep.  Knowing I was getting some groceries I decided to put the box on the back seats.  It wouldn't go.  It just simply would not fit over the middle gap between the two front seats.  So I popped the passenger seat forward, pulled the seat forward and tossed it onto the back seat, put the passenger front seat back into position.

When I got home I unloaded my groceries and popped the seat forward again as far as it would go.  I reached into the back to get the box, but I couldn't get in far enough to get a grip.  So I double checked that I had the seat as far forward as possible, yes I did, but no matter what I did, suck in my gut, turn sideways, go high, go low, no matter what, I did not fit through to the back seat.  I could get my chests past if I lay sideways, turned my head to stare up at the roof and push with my feet on the ground...but my giant stomach simply would not let me get further.  I tried stepping up on the running board and flattened my humpy back up on the roof and slide in that way...but no, I was too wide.  Geez!!! So I went to the driver's side and tried it there.  That side was even smaller.  WTF???!!!!  I DO NOT FIT INTO THE BACK OF MY JEEP!!!!  I had to wait for Monte with his ape like loooooong arms to reach back and get the box.  I really need to seriously lose a hundred pounds!  

Anyway I still love my jeep.  It has a dvd player in it.  Won't work when you are driving but I guess I could always go into the bush and park, take snacks, and watch a dvd.

Today I am sadly disposing a couple of things that I will never ever use, I am sure the kids don't want them, but one reminds me of Bill and the other we carefully chose in an antique store in Old Town Shanghai.  This is getting harder and harder.  But its gotta be done.  Tomorrow Kathy, Ainsley and I are going up to the Knutsford Hall (had many a good old hootenanny there back in the day) for a farmer's market.  TTYL
ANTIQUE CHINESE TEA POT


LEE VALLEY TOOLS PURCHASE.....BILL WOULD FILL ALL THE LITTLE VASES WITH FLOWERS...HE WAS SO LIKE HIS MOM



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