Had a great weekend, sort of. Thursday night we were expecting some snow/sleet/ice in this part of the state. No idea how much but not much was expected. As it was, we got practically nothing. The ground was too warm for what fell to stick but it was pretty. WPOS boy had never seen snow falling from the sky so it was a big deal to him. I had stopped at the store on the way home Thursday night ( yes, I got bread but none of the other "essentials" since I already had those). Work car was running fine when I pulled in. Note - I have been driving a retired police interceptor for the past few months. Trust me, don't try to outrun one since you will not win. Came back out with the groceries and loaded them in the car. It had been raining all day so I was standing ankle deep in cold water with a strong northerly wind and 37 degrees. Why yes, I was a lil cranky. Go to start the car and it won't start. Go check the fuel pump relay switch in the trunk. Nope, it has not been tripped. Hrmm, I know I have fuel. Call the boss - maybe there was water in the fuel and the fuel filter had some in it which froze. Ok, whatever. Go buy 2 bottles of alcohol and put them in the tank and try again. Nope, still won't fire off. Call Jess and ask her to come get me ( they let them off work early because of the impending storm). I have never been so happy to get wet socks off in my life. Drifter went and tried to get it going Friday, boss and mechanic came today and still couldn't get it going. I now have the "stinkin lincoln" town car that handles like a log truck at times.
Let me just add that I am trying to quit this job but we are trying to get some personal stuff out of the office before I quit. I have a very nice Xerox copier and office chair, among other things, out at the office that we haven't used in a couple of months. No one will notice it gone because I am the only one who goes out there. Looks like another week of work for me since it didn't get done this weekend because we were working on the damned car that I won't have when I quit.
Friday - stay at home most of the day except to go try and start the car. I did practically nothing except fix a good meal for dinner. An old friend was in town from Nashville to move his stuff up there and he stayed with us this weekend. I miss him. Oh, and apparently I do good drugs because I was at Wal mart on Friday, Dec 1st at 5pm.
Saturday - got up around 9 am and waited for everyone else to stir. Finally got everyone up and fixed a big brunch. Mmm, they are spoiled. Went out and ran the errands including the liquor store. 1/2 gallon Jim Beam black, 1/2 gallon Evan Williams, 5th of Jaeger, bottle of merlot, 18 pack of Bud Select and 6 pack of Icehouse later, we are headed home. We already had Crown, tequila and few others in the house. Let the games begin! Another friend dropped by as well as Drifter's 2 nephews, one wife and 2 young boys. I think Drifter was still drunk when he got out of bed this morning.
Sunday - spent several hours in a grocery store parking lot only to not be able to fix the car. We had to push it up on a trailer. Mental pic for you - me, Drifter ( 6'4") and boss (6') all pushing the car. I think I had to take 2 steps to their one. Brought my "new" car home and then had to go run errands again which only took about an hour and a half. Got home and fixed dinner AFTER I had done the dishes that apparently are my job on the weekends. I missed this memo. So now everyone else is apparently asleep, including the 5 cats and I am having a little solitude.