Even though things have been quite on the blog behind the scenes my life has been quite chaotic. My husband accepted a job across the country and the past few weeks have been filled with packing, driving, moving, unpacking. It has been quite an adventure.
The packing up was okay. Not fun but not too stressful. We left the same day as our moving truck. We packed up our SUV with things we’d need immediately (clothing & toiletries mainly) and towed our second car behind. It took us four days to make the 2500 mile cross-country drive. Driving through the heartland plains States was boring and uneventful. To pass the time we listened to Dan Carlin's Hardcore History podcast. Specifically, Blueprint for Armageddon, which is about WWI. It was fascinating and helped pass the time.
Things were fine, exhausting but fine, until the last day. We were making great time, due to arrive in our final city at a decent hour, when it happened. The car shook, sputtered. Clearly, something was not right. Now the week prior to our cross country drive we’d had the engine replaced. The SUV is a pet project of my husband’s. It has all kinds of customizations that he has spent years adding and upgrading.
Ok, back to the mountainous terrain. So we’re driving and winding our way through the foothills or mountains. Uphill, we pull over as our car dies; the transmission went out. According to roadside assistance the nearest town is 20 miles away. It’s a Saturday and this town is small, no auto shops open on the weekends. We had no choice but to have our SUV towed to a mechanic where they are currently rebuilding the transmission. That car is going to be basically brand new when we get it back. Mr.Surly called them Monday (2 days later) to let them know, ‘hey, that car with out-of-state plates parked in your lot is ours’. We followed the tow truck in the car we’d been towing. We rented a UHaul (because this town had no car rental place) loaded it with our stuff and continued the 5+ hours remaining in our trip.
At this point my husband is driving the UHaul truck and I’m driving the car we had been towing. Driving on the side of the mountain was nerve wracking on me and at this point I’m tired, in great need of coffee. We are still driving in the middle of nowhere, not a Starbucks to be had. No problem, I thought, because we had a thermos of Starbucks. During the cross-country trek we would stop and get coffee in the morning, fill up the thermos, which Mr.Surly would drink during the daily driving to keep going. Mr.Surly drinks his coffee black, I require milk. The plan was to stop at a gas station to purchase a small thing of milk so I could have some coffee. Easier said than done. We had to go to two gas stations to find milk. Well, to be fair, the first gas station did sell individual milk but it was all expired. WTF. Finally, we get milk, I fill my coffee travel mug with coffee and we continue the drive. I’m tired but hanging in there.
That is all about to change.