Geez Louise

What next, when it rains it pours, if it’s not one thing, it’s another, some days are better than others—yep, all those fit us today!!!

Last night when we got home there was a message on our phone—a couple in Livingston wanted to come and look at the Avion—our little Tin Tee Pee we restored.  They arrived just after noon, spent some time looking at it and made us an offer which we accepted.  The guy was a little nervous about coming off our hill, down our driveway with the trailer in tow as he only had a 2 wheel drive truck.  So, since we had to get the title notarized for him, Michael offered to bring the trailer to town with our truck and we would make the switch in Big Timber.  Bill and Laura headed off to Big Timber and we were to meet them there in a couple hours.

That’s when the trouble started!!!  Michael hooked up the trailer, I loaded Emmi and all her paraphernalia in the truck and we were off.  The cowboy was even cautious enough to put chains on the front tires of the Ford dually as our driveway is still snow packed from the last storm.  We had not gone three miles on the pavement when we heard a loud bang and the truck gave a lurch.  Smoke began to pour from the underneath side of the trailer.  Michael got us stopped and off on the shoulder of the road—it was not a pretty picture!  We lost a tire and when the tire came off the rim it did some damage to the underneath side of the rig.

We unhooked from the trailer and came home to get hydraulic jacks, tools, bolts, etc.  I called Bill and Laura and explained what had happened—we agreed to destroy their check and they said to call us when we got it repaired—if they hadn’t found something else by then they would still be interested.

OK—we were supposed to be in Harlowtown at 6pm to retrieve the notarized title for the trailer we purchased yesterday.  There was no way Michael could get a tire on the trailer and get it home before it was time to leave.  So I took my car and was parked behind the trailer, fetching stuff for Michael, watching traffic (not much on the Boulder Road) and waiting for our friend Jim who lives up the road to come help Mike.  I left the car running with Emmi inside---can you see what is about to happen???  I went back to the car to get something and you guessed it—Emmi had locked us out of the car—we have ONE key fob and ONE key for that Cadillac and both of those were inside with Ms. Emmi!!!!! 

Geez, what next!!  Michael was able to use the radio antenna from the Ford dually to unlock the door—something he learned on YouTube when he locked the keys inside one of those Jeep Cherokees he was fixing up!! 

All righty—I am off to Harlowtown leaving Michael and Jim to get the trailer home.  I made it back home safe and sound about 8pm avoiding all the deer and elk plus I have the title for the cargo trailer safe in hand.  

Now, here is the good part of this saga—the phone rings a while ago and it is Bill—if Michael can repair the damage to the trailer to their satisfaction, they still want the little Tin Tee Pee. 

I’m exhausted, the cowboy is exhausted—I think we hear our bed calling!!