Back in the Bunk

I made it back last night after an exhausting and arduous 27 hour drive through half the country. Leaving Des Moines around 6:30pm on Wednesday evening I drove through the night stopping in eastern Indiana to take a quick cat nap before hitting the road again and reaching home around 9:30pm the following evening. Trailer in tow.

The last week has been one of the worst on the books. Preparing to leave Tuesday morning, Wednesday at the latest, I had packed most everything on Sunday evening and Monday morning. All the familiarities that you need in every day life; dishes, toiletries, I even threw out the food I wouldn't need for the next day. Bad move. Receiving no information from the moving company (of which was provoked by our own initiative) except that the truck at a "mechanical issue." Ok- so they'll be here on Tuesday, fine. I can leave Wednesday no problem.

Tuesday comes and hitting mid-afternoon and not hearing anything, i'm thinking something is more than wrong. After leaving messages and not hearing back by Wednesday morning I decided to check online and figure out who I can contact to get through. Before I do I decided to look at online reviews people had left (keep in mind this is a company my father had set up.) To my unfortunate but no surprise I had read more than I needed to verify this company's lack of professionalism and credibility. Stuck having to find alternate plans, I was lucky to have been able to reserve a long-distance trailer AND movers. Nice.

On the trip back from the U-Haul company, everything was running smoothly. I wanted to pick up some waters for the movers and while pulling into the grocer got into an accident. Unbelievable. My damn luck kept sinking. As I had to turn right, I put my blinker on and veered a little to the left to make sure the trailor didn't hit the curb and tip. As I had veered left a guy tried to squeeze by me on the right and as I turned in he hit me on the right-side door and fender. I can't even explain how I felt. Just shocked. I'd pair better holding a golf club up to the sky on a stormy day.

Needless to say - I made it back, now just having to deal with unpacking and setting my life back up on the coast. Car repairs, bank accounts, consolidating loans, packing and moving again will occupy my summer. Sometimes i'd settle for settling.