Well that was fast. I beat another truck to the washout and I was in and out of there in half an hour. Loading plant the same, straight to the loading bay and then loaded and out of there in an hour. The only real sweat today was the CMV station was open - commercial vehicle check station - and the trooper was looking at me kind of funny. Well, it is a pink truck lol. I flashed all my lights on and off - there was a sign there saying to turn lights on - he waved me on. Thankfully.
That can end up taking hours of time, usually at least an hour.
I have yet to be inspected or waved into the shack at any of the ones I have to go through yet, knock on wood. No day is a good day for it, but some days would be worse than others.
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Many hours later, 8:30 pm. We're all sitting in the dining room which is next to the back door and suddenly we hear this horrific wailing from what sounded like Obi out back. I mean, the dog sounded like it was being tortured, it was really bad. I opened the door and heard the sounds of other dogs doing the same thing. Then it registered: he's learned the habit from the other dogs to howl a fire trucks going by on the highway which is a couple blocks away.
I've never heard a dog making such a horrific noise that wasn't in awful pain. The realization that the dog wasn't in any pain turned into laughter. We all busted out laughing. Taylor said she had heard it for the first time a few days ago, I had never heard him making such noise! I'm going to try to get a video of him howling, well a video but not with him in it, if he sees me he'll stop and run to me, just a video with the phone poked out the back door so you can hear this stuff. You really won't believe it.
I just got back from the park collecting rent from various people. The newbies I had never met but had been there for 3 days - I've tried to catch them home, they are here on work assignment and they are only there later on in the evening. I typically don't go over there at night time unless there is a problem. So I got their money, the next door neighbor's money and then to the 3rd lot.
I pulled up - on the main driveway mind you - at the rear of their RV. There is a large window there. They have that window partially covered but certainly not enough to block out the view of whatever is going on inside. I was just going to get out of the vehicle, go to the door and collect the money, I had already contacted her earlier that I was coming.
Unfortunately, out of the corner of my eye, I caught movement and human nature, I looked. I am only saying all of this because these people were having sex right there, half exposed through the rear window facing the main driveway where there are other RV's on the other side of the driveway and anyone could see them doing it. How can you have sex in front of a window that you know people can see through?
Whatever. I went and knocked on the door, I don't care about that, I want my money, this is the people that asked for a week grace period and that week is up today, please pay me, you can get back to your activities after I leave. The man opens the door and says "hello" with that sort of whiny way of saying it when you start at a higher octave, go down to a lower octave and end in and even higher one. As if to say, who the hell are you and what are you doing here?
Didn't phase me, I'm here to collect the rent. I want my money, I paid to build this park, they can give me the money when it's due. I was tempted to say something about putting something up on that window, but I decided to leave it alone for now. Getting late, I didn't want to spend however long with it, whatever. At least it's dark in the park, the only real light is the one I have on my shed. Some people have outdoor lights but the rest of it? Dark.
If you're going to have sex with someone, wouldn't you check to make sure that no one can see what you're doing? Or have that well established long in advance of the act? I'm just saying, no one wants to see you doing it. No one. Or if there are people that do, that's weird. Whatever again. Not to mention there are kids in the park, tho they aren't out running around at night time.
Oh. And the new guy said a box blade would work on the driveway. But the one they rent doesn't have any teeth on it. He thought about it for a while, yes, but enough passes on it and it will break it up. I mean, I've got to do something. I texted the contractor again today, no reply. It's pretty normal for him.
That's it. I'm going to write myself an owner's draw check, deposit it electronically and take care of stuff on my personal account before it hits.
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