It was a beautiful morning cold but not windy that fresh crisp taste to the air. While walking the dog I warmed up the truck and spoke with my neighbor about the weather. The usual BS Then it all went south. My roads don't get plowed in my neighborhood until at least 3 days after a storm. No big deal 4 wheel drive truck and redneck neighbors with big trucks to pack it all down. My 1st clue to go back inside, the 4 wheel on the truck wont engage again. No big deal I should be able to get out i have decent tires a load of snow in the back for traction and i came in without it. I start up the road and find a caddy blocking my way.
As I would later learn this guy came home from the bar that is a block and a half away at 2 in the morning and this was as far as he made it. Just in the right spot to keep me from getting by and blocking just enough to make it hard to turn around. This was where I should have left my truck and reason 2 to go back inside. But not being an asshole like my friend i decide to get turned around and get out the way or at least back to my driveway. After getting stuck and shoveling out and getting stuck again and again trying to turn around i decided to just back out. The snow had melted the day before then froze leaving 1 inch of ice below the slushy top and the slight grade slid me nicely into the front yard in the picture above. Now I'm stuck real good but never to quit i shovel one more time get in put it into drive and this happens
Yews I don't believe its supposed to come off like that. I would love to say I had a hearty laugh but truth be told I got pissed and punch a hole in my dash because sometimes I'm just an asshole like that. Now with bleeding knuckles and a busted truck and a crushed ego I must accept defeat and go home tell the wife and call for some help. this was reason 3 to go inside and stay there. half hour later my nephew shows up and with his, my neighbor. wife and a tow strap we get the truck back in front of my house. we just need to push it out of the street in to a parking spot. It required more digging and pushing. Did I ever mention I have 6 herniated or otherwise fucked up disc ok well I bet we can guess what went down next. after a good push I grabbed the shovel jumped up to the front of the truck an dug in. Then that wonderful sharp and unholy pain shot down my spine weakening my knees and dropping me to the ground. my temper then kicked in I yelled leave it where fucking is I'm DONE! and went around back to puke. Yup some days are best spent at home and I listen today. I probably could have made it but I decided instead to take meds sit in my chair and read. Good choice I might add. later I will do some stretching and take a walk to loosen things up. Ill be walking with a good limp for a few days it appears but things could always be worse and one day I may learn to listen to that inner voice of reason but then what fun would that be.
