The bus drives persistently through the cold rain and light snow while I catch decent hours of sleep in the back. One gas stop after the other.
Banana. Breakfast Bar. Tea.
I get some work done at the computer – catching up on emails and such – I’m getting so much stuff done it’s crazy.
This drive back home seems to get longer and longer. We hit traffic right before Richmond – take a detour – then there’s some accident we have to maneuver through.
At some point Rebecca and I finally make it back to Chanticleer. She offloads her stuff into her car. Then I do the same for my truck.
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I almost got into a street fight lol. Some guy pulls up in a suburban yelling at me cause he can’t get by the bus and trailer.
“You need to move this fucking thing!”
I walk over to address him and he’s on a rampage.
“Excuse me,” I counteract. “There’s no reason to get angry at me. I’m gonna move the bus up so you can get by.”
Suddenly, his demeanor changed and he starts apologizing saying his name is Andy and how he had a long day – he shakes my hand and moves on.
Getting all my stuff into the house and settling down.
Tuna, Black Beans, Kale, Carrots, Quinoa, and Garlic Bread.
Watching some stuff.
Catching up on chores. Playing with Elvis.
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