Well here's a doozy gang! Wake up on my day off to go trudging out to the barn to take care of the horses only to find out that all the snow that is melting has been running down hill and INTO MY BARN! There's about 5 inches of water EVERYWHERE and the rubber stall matts are floating. No, I don't own a sump pump or a wet-dry vac. And I couldn't buy enough pelleted bedding to sop all that up without making Oprah's paycheck! ( The good news is that the hay was spared because the wooden pallets kept them high enough off the ground. Just the stalls with the horses and the aisleway are effected. ) So for now, the horses are outside 24/7. Yeah its muddy out in the paddock and we'll go through round bales faster but at least the water has someplace to go and they can run uphill to get away from it.
But my bad luck for the day wasn't over yet.
Check the mail to find out hubby's car payment got returned 20 days AFTER it was due, due to a wrong address. He's pissed now!
But the bad luck for the day still wasn't over.
I decided since I wasn't going to buy bedding today, to spend time with the girls and have some fun. So I call up a co-worker and we decide to drive all the way over to Lancaster co. to check out this amish run tack shop to look at saddles. It's the first nice warm day and we were both itching to go out and do something. ( We should have gone in her truck! ) So I pick her up in the truck that we just got back from the mechanic after paying close to $2000.00 to get its transmission fixed. We get halfway there and its starts making weird noises. So we turn around to come home and it dies on us! Luckily on top of a hill. She didn't think she had her cell phone with her but luckily she did because mine was outta minutes. So we had to call a couple of girls from work to come and pick us up. The truck had to be towed back to the shop.
We weren't dropping parts on the road or billowing blue smoke and the oil was good. But hubby thinks we threw a road and that the engine is toast.
So pray for us guys that the repairs are minor. We live way out in the middle of nowhere so a vehicle is kinda essential. Now I have to go back to using "Sherman", the big diesel, as a commuter vehicle. ( It has no radio, no c/d player just the sound of that huge engine and it sucks down gas like a dehydrated camel! )
UGH! Can I go on vacation now???
Devon