Oh what a week. Just when things seem to be falling into a rhythm, the drummer goes to beating a different cadence. Throw in the mix a year that is VERY odd in the fact that we have had more odd things go wrong inside the plant than we have in ten years, and it has been feast or famine.
I finally made my Abilene run. Yesterday. Wednesday. That's not too far from Sunday is it? My first stop was my barber. But, my barber wasn't there. His station was cleaned out. Actually he is not my barber. He was the first one who cut my hair there and I really liked the job he did. All three barbers have cut my hair and they are pretty much equals. Anyhow, I got my hair cut and began my errands.

Next stop was the Post Office. In the box was a notice for a certified letter dated over a week ago. I went in to the part of the building that houses all the counter persons to cash in my coupon and while standing there I had a spandex experience. About all I can say about that is wow! There may and there may not be more on this subject later.

Then it was on to the house.

Home again, home again. I wouldn't even allow myself the luxury of enjoying it or else Krl would be calling asking when I was coming back. I was very methodical and worked down the list. Thirty minutes later I was on the road West.

I stopped in and ate lunch with Memama and Pepa. We got to visit a little but Memama spent most of her time on the phone. Then I went by a RV shop and picked up a conversion kit for the hot water heater that is giving me fits. By three in the afternoon I was back on site!

It is very odd how things can be in good shape on all fronts when I leave and by the time I get back it is a train wreck. Such was the case yesterday. A new driver had come out early, then experienced a problem and finally when he showed the second time, Charles had already picked up his third load for the day. If you are keeping score, that is 3-2. I was making some alternate arrangements when the big plant began coasting down. They had blown up a bucket in their electrical board. I had never seen this happen before. This is like a big industrial strength electrical box that houses a power source for only one piece of machinery. There are three huge wall banks of these boxes. Anyhow, we were down for a few hours, which allowed for us to do some catching up.

By morning we were behind again. Actually it was long before morning. A truck I called for at seven arrived two hours late and had forgotten his fuel card.

Hey, I didn't expect rocket scientists but no one said brains were optional.

And the scumbag that has been causing Fred's family so much grief has been back trying to do more of the same. It seems he has been making threats and promises. The local authorities are putting together a case against him. It turns out he has been in prison for grand larceny, attempted murder and child molestation.

I can't for the life of me understand what Fred might have seen in him. He really reeled Fred's family in, gaining their confidence, and then he pooped on them big time.

I keep hoping this jerk will go back to Oklahoma.

Well, I guess I will do something.

Have a day.

FATHER, a little help here. Make that a lot of help here!