This morning started out pretty well. Cool and overcast. There were a few sprinkles that had Joe a bit worried we were going to be hooking up in the rain. Just light sprinkles and that was it.
We stopped at the Post Office to mail Indira and Angelic’s winnings and the items I had for Lesli. Once that was done we went to the Coldiron yard in Oklahoma City to search for my missing truck.
Someone, not sure who, had transposed a number. The dispatch sheet had one set of numbers and the crayon on the windshield had a different set of numbers. The middle two digits had been switched around. It all worked out and I now have my trucks.
Joe had to work with a “New Hire” as he calls me after I’ve taken some time off. I tend to forget some things and he has to follow behind me and check up on what I’ve done. Today was a good thing because I hooked a couple things up backwards and one not at all.
The truck I’m driving started without any problems and we got it moved around the yard and into place behind Joe’s trailer so he could get my boom attached. After I moved my truck out of the way so he could move around to his back truck, I shut my truck off. No sense in leaving it running while the fuel level was low. It would not start again when I was ready to get in place to hook my boom up to the back truck.
The Yard guys came out with their van and tried to jump start my truck. Nothing seem to work in all they were doing. Finally it started and it was driven to the shop area. It was thought the alternator had gone out on it. There had been four new batteries put in on Friday so it had to be something else.
The truck was in the shop for two hours. I don’t know what all they did to it, aside from changing the alternator. When the Yard guy came back with it he said they had tried everything they could think of. Then he said…and these are his exact words. “The jackass that put the batteries in didn’t tighten the bolts down to the leads”. All the time that was spent on getting parts taken off and put back on, only to find it was loose connections. I tried to not laugh to loudly.
This put us back in our schedule a bit. Our plans were to get to Brinkley, Arkansas for the night then be in Nashville around noon. I’m meeting Jann – WhatYouMakeIt – there near her home. I’m so excited. As you may remember, she is the one that made the AWESOME Emergency Kit for me. I get to thank her in person.
After talking with her this was a good thing and would make her life easier with the scheduled items she has for tomorrow. She doesn’t have to put anyone off or rearrange things. I’m so excited!!!
As I’ve mentioned, the fuel levels in our trucks were pretty low. Joe wanted to try and get at least 60 miles down the road before we stopped for fuel. Being a control freak this was not my idea of being smart. There is a Love’s Truckstop fairly close on I-40 and I really wanted to go there and get fuel. Joe did not want to stop so early.
As we passed the Love’s and I saw the lot had trucks in it and the fuel bays were full I looked at my fuel gauge. Pretty soon and the red warning light was going to come on. That man was going to have knuckle bumps on his head if I ran out of “gas” on the highway because he had to go further.
We made it to Seminole, Oklahoma and a Love’s Truckstop. We got fuel, I got water, and away we went. About an hour later our son, who has already delivered his trucks in Spartanburg, called Joe and asked if we were still in Norman, Oklahoma. A tornado had come through there and took an entire bridge overpass out. It had hit a few other areas in Norman and Joseph wanted to make sure we were alright.
It turns out, after Joe talked with our neighbor and learned that all was well where we live, the Love’s I wanted to stop at no longer stands where it had. It is in rubble and strewn across the countryside. It seems the tornado had come through and destroyed that Love’s while we were in Seminole at another Love’s getting fuel.
The rest of our trip east on I-40 to Russellville, Arkansas has been spent about 45 minutes in front of the tornado clusters that are wrecking havoc all over behind us. The Severe Weather Alerts on the radio tell of touch downs and warn of imminent danger in towns we just passed through 45 miles back.
As my daughter, Heidi Jo, would say…my phone blew up from all the text messages I received from family and friends asking if were alright.
To think, I thought Murphy (of Murphy’s Law) had taken a peek in our windows and thought about coming along with us on this trip when my truck would not start back up in the Coldiron yard. Little did I know what today would be like.
Gratitude items for today:
The troubles were minor and the setback of a couple hours has saved Jann and will make our visit better. She won’t miss out on any of her business things.
It was cool and a bit of a breeze during the time we had to hook up the trucks. The heat of the last couple days had been tempered by the storm that was brewing.
I had enough fuel to get to the truckstop and not be left beside the road “out of gas”.
Joe and his penchant for wanting to get his work done had kept us safely ahead of the storm.
Our home is safe, as are our neighbors.
I was able to talk to someone at “Scrapbook Creations” in Spartanburg, South Carolina and they didn’t give me the bums rush on the phone. Maybe there will be an interview?
I get to see Jann tomorrow and thank her personally for the fantastic gift she made me.
We are at the hotel, safely ensconced and I am able to send today’s post.
Time for bed. It doesn’t feel hard as a rock. We might get a fairly decent nights sleep.
Don’t think that is 10 items but I’m grateful for today going as well as it has gone. Everyone sleep well. I’ll let you know all that happens when I meet Jann. Did I tell you I’m excited? Well I AM!!!!