It took me a while to get around to it, but lately I’ve been catching up on the series, The Chosen. I’ve been hearing quite a bit about the series, but I just don’t tend to watch TV shows. I saw it was available on Prime, though, and decided to give it a go.
I’m into season three now. I’ve been enjoying it a fair bit. I do see where some of the criticisms are coming from, but I also see where the criticisms have been unwarranted. Given how little detail we have in the Bible for a lot of things, it is understandable that they would have fleshed things out quite a bit. I question some of the directions they chose, but found others interesting. Portraying Matthew as being autistic, for example. Then there were continuity issues. For example, in an early episode, it shows people reciting the Lord’s Prayer, but Jesus doesn’t teach that to his apostles until a season or two later.
One of the things I question is their use of modern concepts projected onto the past. Like seeing writing on a stone marker that was translated as “private property, trespassers will be prosecuted”.
Another is the usual trope about how Jesus and the Apostles were all poor, and that Jesus was homeless. Fishermen in Galilee would have been solidly upper middle class. As for Jesus, when Joseph died, as the eldest son, Jesus would have inherited the family home as well as the family business. They may not have been wealthy, but they wouldn’t have been poor, either, and he would have had a home to come back to.
Other things, though, were niggling at me. Little details – and they clearly paid close attention to details in this series.
For a bit of back ground, I have a keen interest in history. Particularly ancient history. However, my approach to history is rather different. I want to know how ordinary people lived and, in my view, to really understand a people, the best way is through learning what they ate and what they wore. It’s amazing just how far reaching those two things are. They are influenced by everything from climate and geography, to proximity to trade routes. What fascinated me about ancient foods, for example, is just how far ranging some of the ingredients were, even for those who were not wealthy, and the remarkably complex and sophisticated their food was. Cooking methods, seasoning, methods of preservation, flavour combinations, etc. When we were actively homeschooling, we regularly recreated historical dishes as best we could. I was particularly amazed by just how much salt, fat and sweeteners were part of ancient meals. Downright staggering, in some cases.
Along with food, their clothing, their homes, their everyday tools, their methods of transportation – everything is so interconnected.
In the series, there’s a lot of worrying about food, but it is very… vague. Which is remarkable, considering just how important food was to the Jewish people and their celebrations. Seeing tables loaded with… bowls of … seeds? There’s fruit. Bread. Talk of cooking lentils. Chopping of cucumbers. Talk of buying vegetables, etc. Talk of cooking. What I wasn’t seeing was pretty much any sort of protein, in a land where they would have been eating massive amounts of fish, at the very least. The eating of fish is often mentioned in the Bible. I’ve recreated meals from 2000 years ago, and it just all seemed… wrong.
Then there was the clothing. Why are there frayed edges all over the place? Why were there so many seams? Why were almost all the seams showing frayed edges? Also, some of the colours. People did try to wear as much colour as they could, but some of those colours required dyes that were exceedingly expensive at the time, while others could only be worn by people of specific class or status.
Other things niggled at me. Like the shelters being built, or how people seemed to just be… doing things with their hands that had nothing to do with the task at hand. There was also a lot of, why is that there? I’m no historical expert, but I know enough that a lot of things just felt… wrong.
Then I got to a scene in season three, episode four. An item on a table that was so incongruous, it distracted me away from everything happening in the scene.
I ended up taking a picture of my monitor to show you.
I wasn’t able to get a shot that included the lid, but that box?
I have one.
These boxes are made in Poland. Granted, they’ve been doing it for about a thousand years, but not two thousand years, and certainly not made with the modern tools, patterns, colours and sealant that were used to make this box.
So I’m just laughing at this, and completely distracted because I HAVE THAT BOX! In the exact pattern and colours. A nesting set of three. The box in the scene is the middle sized one.
I admit, with all these little things niggling at me about the food and clothing and shelter and so on, I did find myself wondering if Metatron has done an episode on the Roman armor and uniforms. 😄
I was up early today, so I did the outside cat feeding – something my daughters have been doing for me in the mornings for the past while.
WOW!!! is it windy out there!
0C/32 with a wind chill of -18C/0F Maybe 2 minutes after I got that screen cap, it had already dropped to -2C/28F with a wind chill of -21C/6F
We’ve already passed our high of the day. For the rest of the day and through the night, we are supposed to slowly drop to -30C/-22F
Brutal.
We are supposed to be having a light snow. The blowing snow advisory we’re under right now has little to do with the snow actually falling, but the snow already on the ground. Even as I headed out to switch the memory card on the gate trail cam, I could see the snow being kicked up in the open areas.
I’ll be getting the truck back today and had already planned to do a smaller grocery shop locally rather than try for a Walmart. With the blowing snow conditions today, I wouldn’t be heading to either city for a proper stock up shop today anyhow!
I’ll have a talk with our mechanic when I pick up the truck. I just don’t trust the truck! For something like what we were feeling to just… disappear on its own like that. I mean, I’m glad I won’t have a massive repair bill, but will it happen again? Why did it happen in the first place?
The mesh used to replace the cloth hammock that was damaged during transportation to us is completely torn up. How on earth did this happen? It looks like maybe a cat fell through it. This stuff is pretty strong – it’s meant to protect gardens from things like deer and other critters.
No chance of repairing it until spring. That gives time to find some other material to use. If I can find some that is strong enough, I should probably replace it with fabric, like what was there originally. I’ll have a few months to find a proper alternative. Until then, the original fabric hammock on the other side is still very much being used and enjoyed by the cats. It even still had straw on it. The straw that I’d put on this one got knocked away, long ago, so that cats weren’t actually using as much.
Also, that’s Frank enjoying her supper, well away from the other cats crowding the kibble trays in the sun room and isolation shelter. Smart girl.
A rather minor mystery here. Then there is a much bigger mystery.
I got a message from the garage, asking me to give them a call about the truck. I talked to the owner. He told me they’d gone over the truck and found nothing. They still replaced fluids, just in case. He’s just taking it for a test drive.
The truck was running fine.
He’d even taken it on the highway and and drove it at the 100km/h speed limit. He drove it on 2 wheel drive and both 4 wheel drive settings.
It ran fine.
He drove it with the mechanic that had driven it with me and had felt exactly what I was talking about, and how it happened only while on 4 wheel drive but not 2 wheel drive.
The heard and felt absolutely nothing wrong.
What the heck??? They are completely perplexed, but there was nothing for them to fix.
About the only thing he could think of is that something had been frozen in the wrong place. The truck had been in the garage overnight, where anything like that would have melted away and left no trace.
We talked about it for a while and I commented on how I should probably drive it on 2 wheel drive instead of auto, just in case. I would just switch it to 4 wheel drive if absolutely necessary. He said that would be good, anyhow. While the manufacturer says it is fine to keep it on auto all the time, he disagrees.
The truck is now ready and waiting to be picked up.
Given that today is Thursday, I had figured there was no way I’d get the truck back before the weekend. If they found something minor but needed parts, they could order parts today, which would arrive tomorrow – but with so many vehicles bring brought in due to the weather conditions, that doesn’t mean they’d be able to do any repairs right away. I had messaged my brother and SIL asking if it were possible to get a ride for grocery shopping, just to the nearest Walmart or something. Before they even saw that message, I changed it to asking about the possibility of getting a ride to pick up the truck.
We started going back and forth on that for a while. They weren’t available during the day, while the garage was open, but could drive me in the evening. Would the garage be okay if I picked it up while they were closed? I hadn’t thought to ask what we owed for the truck, though; I am assuming there would be a charge for the fresh fluid, but they have not charged me for stuff like that before, so I may owe nothing. So we were thinking that I might call tomorrow during the day to find out what I owed, before working out picking up the truck.
Then my brother phoned. He had had an idea and did some searching online.
It turns out our neighbouring town has a taxi.
Singular. One taxi.
He had called the company and talked to the driver to see if they went as far as where we are and apparently they do it regularly.
!!!
I had no idea. I remember seeing a taxi in town once, years ago, so it never occurred to me that they might still be around. It might not even be the same company as years ago.
After talking to my brother about it, I got the number and texted. It is now arranged for a taxi to come here for 11am to take me into town to pick up the truck.
It should cost somewhere between $40-$50, but is about what it would cost my brother in gas to come out here and drive me to town, then drive home again.
I won’t be doing any city shopping after picking up the truck. I’ll go across the street to get a few more groceries, but the drive home will be my test drive to see if everything is still okay.
I admit, I am very nervous about driving the truck at all. We don’t know what went wrong in the first place. Perhaps our mechanic was right. Perhaps it was something frozen that caused it to shudder like that. If that wasn’t it, there is no way to know whether it will happen again!
So I will do some local driving first. As it stands now, I think my first stock up shop will be Costco on the weekend.
I need to talk to our mechanic again about getting a replacement vehicle. That it’s working fine and they didn’t have to repair anything is literally the best case scenario and I want to be happy and thankful about it. However, the truck has been so weird lately, it’s really been hell on my nerves. I just don’t trust it. There was no mistaking just how bad that shuddering was by the end of the test drive I did with the mechanic. They were just as confused about why it was happening as they are now confused about why it stopped!
Hopefully, I will have the truck back tomorrow, and it will continue to behave. I just wish I was more confident that it has worked out for the best, and that it won’t happen again while I’m driving home!!!
I woke up to a message from the cat rescue group, asking about the truck. I told them I hadn’t had any word yet. The person asking me then said that she would drive to our place to deliver the donated kibble on Saturday!!! (today is Thursday)
What a sweet thing to start the day!
Then she asked what my address was.
Bahahahahaha!!!
I gave directions. She will message me when she heads out. Hopefully, we’ll know what’s going on with the truck before then.
I had texted the garage yesterday afternoon but didn’t hear back before they closed. I texted again this morning, asking if there was any news. I needed to know if I had to arrange for a ride to get groceries. I got an response and an apology. With all the snow we’ve been having (they got a lot more of it in town at the lake than we did here!), they were swamped. He promised to get back to me soon.
With today and tomorrow being so much warmer, but then a steep drop in temperature after that (though not as steep are predicted earlier), the first thing I wanted to get done was clearing the end of the driveway. I did take the time to help run the hose out the door’s window so my daughter could start on the many loads of laundry we’ve all got waiting, then shovel some of the paths around the house, first.
Then it was off to the gate.
I remembered to grab some of the outdoor solar powered lights I got a box of not long ago. I grabbed three of them last night and was going to prep them with double sided mounting tape under the tops, where the solar panel is, but found that wasn’t going to work. These are designed to be mounted onto wood with provided screws. The way the casing is designed, under the solar panels isn’t flat. There’s a slightly recessed area. I would need foam core mounting tape to fill the gap. Which I didn’t have. So I used what I had under the light portion, where it was flat. Hopefully, it will be enough to hold them in place.
I put the lights on the gate first – one on the slide bar, positioned to it would light up the lock and chain below, plus two others above the middles of each side of the gate. I forgot I meant to have the other two facing the other way, though. That’s okay. If these work out, I can add two more, facing the other way, in between the three already there.
Then it was time to push the gates open through the drifts under them and start digging.
Thankfully, the plow ridge wasn’t too hard packed, though using the ice scraper to break up packed snow was still needed in some areas. There were two areas that I needed to focus on. The plow ridge and the drifting under the gate itself. In between wasn’t too bad. The rest of the driveway could use a run with the snow blower, but I don’t think I’ll bother. Not worth dragging around a couple hundred feed of extension cord. It’s not that bad, and we’re going to be warming up more consistently, soon. Friday night through Saturday night are supposed to be cold, but there is no new snow expected. After that, things are supposed to warm right up again, we should even see some melting in some areas.
I had to force myself to slow down and take many little breaks while shoveling. I enjoy it so much that, when I get started, I’m working like I’m 27 instead of 57, and this was going to be a big job! I started at the plow ridge and then worked my way down far enough to clear the swing zones of the gate.
While working, I did see a bit of traffic. Much less than usual for our surprisingly busy road. While I was clearing the second side of the gate, I started hearing another vehicle coming that sounded… off, somehow. Looking up, I saw our vandal driving by veeeeeerrrrryyyyy slowly. Thankfully, he didn’t stop to yell and wave his colostomy bag at me again. 🫤
At one point, I thought I would take a break by sitting on the wall of snow along one side of the driveway. Silly me! It wasn’t as hard packed as I thought, so I sank down. Which wouldn’t have been a problem, if my knees weren’t shot! I couldn’t just stand back up again. In the end, I had to get down on one knee – the left knee, since I still can’t put weight on my right knee – and use the shovel as a brace to stand up again.
Being broken sucks.
Last of all, I dug a path to the trail cam, which I haven’t been able to get to for some time. That path needed some serious chopping up with the ice scraper! It was so snow and ice packed at the bottom, I only did one part of the path. I was just too tired to try and dig out the path running at another angle. It was completely filled with snow and would have been just as packed with ice and snow under the much softer top layer.
In the end, I was out there for two hours.
Still no word on the truck when I got in, but I did tell him I was going to be shoveling and might not be able to hear a message come in. I’ve since let them know I’m inside again.
My daughter, sweetheart that she is, had a not lunch and a pot of tea ready for me when I came in. 💕
It was so nice out there today that I was actually overheating somewhat while shoveling. We’re definitely going to have to get a new snow shovel, though. I really like the one I’ve been using, with the blade width and ergonomic handle. Unfortunately, it started to crack a few years ago. Today, while pushing snow, it got hung up on a chuck of something, hitting it hard enough that I heard a cracking sound. The old crack is now much larger. Amazingly, it still held as I finished the job! Unfortunately, a really good snow shovel like this one is not cheap. They also tend to not be in stock when the end of season clearance sales happen. Still, when I finally make it into the city, I’m going to have to look for a replacement. We do have other snow shovels, but they are not as good.
For now, I’m going to just get some rest until it’s time to head out and do the second cat feeding outside. I really ought to take more pain killers. Or my anti-inflammatories. I haven’t been needing those every day, lately, but today is a day I should take them!
If I can just haul my stiffening body out of my chair to walk across the room to get them.
The work was done by noon. Once I was informed, I messaged my SIL to let her know. Then I suggested we got for (a rather late) lunch after picking up the truck. It took her about an hour to get to our place. Today has been technically warmer, but the wind from the south was brutal, so I asked her to let me know when she was close so I could meet her at the gate.
When we got there, I went in to pay. I talked to the owner a bit, particularly since they had just replaced a seal to stop the leak on a Thursday, and the truck broke down on the following Sunday. The problem is, where the damage was done is all internal. The replaced the seals and put in new fluid, but there was no way to actually see. Again, it’s best guess, but those oil leaks I had were leaking all over the differential, so that’s why they figure engine oil got in, and it just wasn’t caught in time. It was totally tried.
I paid the bill…
… and commented on the credit card smoking, but then added that it really was a good price, and I appreciated that they were able to keep it down for me. He said new ones can run around $2000. I told him I’d looked it up, because I didn’t even know what a differential looked like, and the lowest price I saw was in the $1200 range. So… yeah. This really was a good deal.
I also brought up that if we could just keep it running for a few more months, then told him about my BILs F150 that he was looking to sell in the summer. The owner just shook his head and said, he would never buy a Ford product. Of all the vehicles they work on, they work on Ford vehicles the most. Interestingly, my brother – who owns an old F150 – had also warned against it.
I told the owner, I have a hard time seeing it as being worse than what we are dealing with now! I made a point of saying, there was no way to predict the sorts of problems we’ve been having , but we just can’t keep this up. He absolutely agreed. I think he feels bad, since he sold it to us. It was absolutely a life saver, and I do love the truck, but good grief.
Anyhow.
With the bill paid, it was time to head out for lunch. My SIL and I were at first going to hit the Chinese restaurant in the hotel right next to the garage.
One thing I noticed right away when we parked at the hotel is that the broken plastic under the bumper was fixed! The mechanic and bolted it directly to the frame. It’s more solid there now than the rest of the piece. 😁
We went in and it turned out the restaurant was closed. They won’t open again until late March. I forgot that they do this every year. So we drove through town to go to a Subway.
Now, I was fully expecting the truck to feel different after the work done, but… what was I feeling? It was just a few blocks before I parked, so I really couldn’t tell what I was feeling. Anyhow. We had a wonderful lunch and got caught up in all sorts of things.
I really enjoy spending time with my SIL. She’s just awesome.
That done, we parted ways. I was going to go to the grocery store, then home.
The grocery store I was going to is across the street from the garage. As I was driving along, with stop sign after stop sign, everything felt wrong. There was a strange hesitation/jarring, and there was an odd noise.
Instead of going to the grocery store, I went back to the garage. I quickly messaged my family and my SIL, then went in.
My SIL told me she was still in town and to let her to keep her up to date. The owner was talking to a customer when I came in, so I just kept out of the way until he was done.
Needless to say, he was surprised to see me.
I asked him if he could drive the truck, and told him what I was feeling and hearing. He was very perplexed, partly because it was really hard to describe. He contacted the mechanic that worked on the truck. He wasn’t in the shop at the time, so there was a few minutes wait. When he got there, I gave him the keys and told him to do the driving, and tried to describe what I was feeling. He was very perplexed.
Once in the truck, I remembered to thank him for fixing the broken plastic piece under the bumper that was hanging down. He said it was no problem at all!
We headed out and he turned onto the highway that runs through town, so there would be no stop signs. The half block to the intersection, there was a noise, and he asked if that was it. I said yes, then added that I did consider that the noise might be from the ice and snow, but ruled it out.
Once on the highway and starting to accelerate, it started up again. There was no mistaking it. It was even stronger than when I’d been driving it from the Subway. He immediately took the next driveway into a large parking lot – barely a block later. Once there, he tried something. The truck can be set to 2 wheel drive, 4 wheel drive front, 4 wheel drive back, or auto. I keep it on auto in the winter. He set it to 2 wheel drive, then started driving again.
Everything was gone. It was driving fine.
He’d started driving through a residential area and tried something else, pulling over and switching it to 4 wheel drive.
It was back, and even worse.
He told me he wanted to take a look at the transfer case. I told him, my ride is still in town and suggested they keep the truck overnight. He asked if I could hang around for a couple of hours. He wanted to spend the time to really look into what was happening. Then we both looked at the clock. It was well past 3, and they close at 5. No point in hanging around town. He asked if I was comfortable driving home on 2 wheel drive only. I told him, I wasn’t comfortable driving it at all!
So he parked the truck at the garage and went in with the keys to talk to the owner. I messaged my SIL, asking if she could meet me at the grocery store, then grabbed a couple of bags from the truck and walked across the street.
I am so glad I decided to wear those bib overalls my daughter got me. They do such a great job with blocking the wind. My legs were fine, by my hands and face were getting blasted with icy wind, and I only had to walk maybe 200 feet!
Once there, I went ahead and got more than was on my short list. I couldn’t be sure we’d have the truck back by Wednesday, when I would normally doing my first stock up shop for next month. My SIL and I soon connected again. As it was getting so late, she was picking things up for their own supper, since she wouldn’t have time to make supper when she got home.
Once we were done and heading for the checkouts, I was very happy to see they had gone back to the single line system! When they got rid of it, I commented on it to the cashier, and she quietly asked me to call management and let them know. The cashiers preferred the single line system, too. I ended up emailing the company, but I have also been answering the surveys on the receipts, where you can be entered for a $500 gift card for answering it. At the end of the survey, they have a space where you can make your own comments, and every time I did, I asked for the single line system to be returned. It’s just more efficient. I’m guessing I was far from the only one to ask for it!
We got through the line very quickly. When I got to the cashier, I made sure to tell him how happy I was to see the single line system back. He said they were really happy with it, too, as it makes things easier for the cashiers as well.
That done, it was off to my SILs car and she drove me home.
As I got my phone out to let the family know we were on the way, I found a message from my husband.
My mother had tried phoning me. She left a message, but it was quite garbled, and it sounded like they (the care unit people) were going to move her.
To the town she lived in before going to the hospital.
???
This was quite a surprise to us, mostly because we would have expected them to call my brother, as her PoA, right away. So my SIL phoned my brother – her car has the computer and she can do that all hands free. He was stuck in traffic on his way home from work. I read the message from my husband to him. I said I would call my mother back as soon as I got home, and talk to the nursing station first. My brother was going to call the nursing station as soon as he could, too.
My SIL got me home and then had to leave right away, she needed to get home. She couldn’t say if she could give me a ride again, as she has her own medical appointments, but I don’t even know when the truck will be ready or anything like that.
I got through to the nursing station before my brother did. I told her I had a rather garbled message about my mother being moved to another town. She told me, no, not today.
!!!
She put me on hold to get more details, then explained it to me. The care unit coordinator had offered my mother a bed. There is temporary long term care in the hospital of the town my mother lived in. They wanted to be sure my mother (and the rest of us) were good with this. I told her, this is where she used to live. She knows people there, she knows the town. (She has even visited friends that were in the temporary long term care unit she’ll be moved to.) This would be good for her, even though it’s still not where she wants to be. So there is a process that needs to be gone through, and they will likely call us about it tomorrow. I told her, she will probably be getting a call from my brother, who is PoA, soon, then asked to be transferred to my mother.
My mother was very happy to hear from me. When I asked about the move, she asked if I thought she should take the offered bed (I found out later, she had already accepted it). I told her yes!! It’s not where she wants to be, but it’s got to be better than where she is now. My mother agreed and started telling me she had lots to say about what’s been happening when I visit.
I had to tell her that I don’t have the truck because something else happened, and they need to try and find the cause, so it’s still in the shop. I have no idea when I can visit next – then went back to saying, the move would be a good thing.
I got the impression that something has happened (she just got moved away from the problem room mate!) that she didn’t feel she could talk openly about.
I was at my computer as we were talking as saw a message come in from my brother. He had talked to the nursing station and tried to call me, but the line was busy. 😂 I let him know I was talking to our mother, then told her that my brother was messaging me about having talked to the nursing station. She was all happy that we’ve all been making these calls and trying to figure things out.
We spoke for a short while longer. As we got off the phone, she was sounding very excited about this move. I let my brother know I was off the phone and he called me.
We basically had the same details – he also told them he approved of the move – and that our mother had already accepted it – then called the coordinator about it. Her office was closed by then, so he left a message which included him saying that he also approved of the move.
Hopefully, by the time I get the truck back, my mother will no longer be in that TCU and in a better situation!!
One thing my SIL mentioned during the drive home is how glad they were for me, that my mother was no longer living on her own and getting unreliable home care. With the problems we’ve been having with the truck, plus the weather we’ve been having, it would have been a real problem if they wanted me to cover for not having home care workers available for my mother. I told her, I simply could not have done it. As much as my mother is chafing about it, it’s been the best thing for her to be in the hospital, and now in the TCU, all this time.
So, there was are. I’m home, but still don’t have a truck. The mechanic did comment, as we were driving back to the garage, that it was a good thing I came right back. I’m so glad my SIL and I went out for lunch, first! If we hadn’t done that, I would have just gone across the street to the grocery store, then headed home. It would have started having issues while I was out on the open road, where turning around to go back would have been more difficult, and my SIL would likely have well on her own way home. All the pieces fell into place in the best way possible.
And now my mother should soon be transferred to better living conditions.
Not much to talk about for today. Yesterday seems to have caught up with me. I’m feeling exhausted. Mentally exhausted, not physically. I’m just so tired of so many things going wrong.
So I’m giving myself a rest day. Just doing the basics and not trying to go beyond.
It’s a gorgeous day out, though, and the yard cats have been absolutely loving it. The critter cam facing the isolation shelter has been going off so often, I had to adjust it so that it was at least no longer triggered by cats jumping around in front of the main doorway.
Down side: the feral ladies have all been going into heat. Today, I saw the cat I named Fluffer, because it looks like Fluffy, except for the white chest. With the long fur, we couldn’t confirm male or female. Today, with all the males chasing after her, I suppose that’s confirmed female. *sigh* At least Fluffy is spayed, but we’ve never been able to get any more adult females in to the vet.
Yesterday morning, I found something odd in one of the paths to the catio shelter.
Odd because everything is buried under snow, so where did this mess come from?
Then I identified part of it as an old bird’s nest. Which meant the cats had to have been climbing pretty high up and far out on the closest willow tree. This tree has been trimmed a few times, to keep the branches away from the power line to the house. That means any branches above are all pretty small and thin. Given the noises we’ve been hearing, I’d guess a cat got chased pretty far out and disturbed things enough to knock down the nest.
It’s been warming enough that this morning, I gave the cats a treat and started pre-soaking their kibble with a blow full of cat soup dosed with lysine. Usually, I toss the dry kibble in lysine, but only so much sticks, and the food trays have lysine power all over the bottom. It’s not something we’ll be doing every day, yet, and only in the morning, so they have a chance to eat it before it freezes. The sun room thermometer was at about 11C/52F, even though our high for today was -2C/28F. As I write this, we are at -3C/27F, but the “real feel” is 1C/34F
And yet, we are under a weather advisory right now! A low pressure system is moving in, and the south end of our province is looking at possibly 15-25cm/6-19in of snow by tomorrow evening. Our area is on the outer edge of the system, so we wouldn’t be expecting that much. We are expected to get as much as 9cm/4in of snow on Wednesday, with another possible 2.4cm/1in through Thursday morning. The temperatures are still expected to be mild, though the highs are supposed to drop below -10C/14F by the weekend.
Hopefully, tomorrow, the garage will be able to take a look at the truck and see what on earth happened to it. Messaging with my brother, he suggested the differential, but that got a leak repaired on it just a few days go, so that’s unlikely. His other thought was the CV joint. At which point we’re looking at possibly over $300 for the part, and another $200-$300 in labour, from what I can find online.
Well, we’ll find out soon enough, I guess.
*sigh*
Yeah, definitely feeling mentally – and emotionally – exhausted at this point.
Well, it’s done. The truck has been towed to the garage.
My BIL, sweetheart that he is, skipped the lunch my sister, who was going to work later, was making so he could come out and find me before the tow truck reached me.
Thankfully, I was able to pull over next to a very large and open company driveway, making me both easy to find, and easy to get to, while on the side of a busy highway.
The tow truck actually arrived later than expected. He had a call ahead of me that only needed a winch, but ended up pulling two people out of the ditch before getting to me.
My BIL, meanwhile, had already arrived and we were sitting in the company driveway, talking, when the tow truck arrived. The tow truck was not only from our regular garage, but the driver was the owner/our mechanic’s brother! That gave me the opportunity to describe exactly what happened, knowing our mechanic would actually get the information.
The truck had been running so well. Since I’d gone to church in town first, which is right on the highway that goes to the city my mother is in, I took that route through all the little towns along the lake again. I had the radio on when I started hearing/feeling like something was rubbing on a tire. This continued for maybe a couple of minutes before it felt like something dropped. Suddenly, the tire was shuddering, like something was caught up in it.
Of course, I pulled over right away, got out and checked.
I could see nothing. I even popped the hood and tried to look from above. Nothing.
I got back in the truck and started to move, but the shuddering was immediate. I stopped after less than 5 feet, I’m sure.
From there I contacted my family and even sent a quick message to my brother (he’s out of the country still) before contacting CAA. I phoned directly rather than using the app, because I’ve never quite managed to get the app set up and working, and I don’t know what’s wrong. The last time I tried, I was at home and ended up using my desktop, instead. Not an option this time!
So I phoned and started going through the automated system, which uses voice responses to questions. That worked fine as long as it was yes/no questions, or when I said I needed a tow, but then it asked what was wrong. I didn’t know what was wrong, so I said, I don’t know, something is wrong with my tire.
It decided I had a flat tire and asked if that was correct. I said no. It tried again and I tried to answer a different way. It still thought I had a flat tire. Finally, I pressed 0, hoping that it would get me to a human. It recognized that I wanted to talk to a person but then said the automated system would likely be faster and started over again in asking what was wrong with my vehicle.
*sigh*
After a while it gave up and sent me to a real human being.
… and put me on hold.
Thankfully, I was the “next caller” and didn’t have to wait too long.
It was a bit confusing in trying to say where I was. Thankfully, I was next to a company driveway that had all sorts of signs and their physical address number right next to me. What I wasn’t sure of was whether the highway had a different name while in town. I also wasn’t sure if I’d crossed the border from one town to the next, as these two towns are butted right up against each other. Still, we got it figured out.
The tow was arranged to take the truck to our regular garage, and I soon had a call from the towing company. I had to laugh when I saw the name of our garage on the call display. I had seen new signs at the garage showing that they did towing now, but I didn’t realize they did CAA calls, too. On confirming the company driveway I was next to, the drive knew exactly where I was.
After that, I just had to wait. When my BIL arrived, he pulled into the company driveway, and I didn’t even recognize his truck – he’s gone through at least two since I last saw what truck they had. I think the last one I saw was an F250. This one’s an F150.
He has a very nice truck – very new looking truck, even though it’s a 2008.
Since I was on the side of the highway, we sat in his truck to talk. I told him about what happened, and he was aware that we’ve had other issues, too. He started telling me about his truck and work he had done on it – including getting a new engine, because apparently it was easier and cheaper than the fix needed. So the engine has 30,000 km less on it than the rest of the truck does. I’m amazed he found a 2008 truck with only 30K on it! It’s got 170K on it now, which is about 100K less than our truck had when we bought it.
Oh, and he was planning to sell it in the summer.
!!!
I asked what he was looking to sell it for, and he said about $5000
…
We might actually be able to come up with that before the summer.
When the tow truck showed up, I went out to talk to the driver and explained what happened, as far as I could tell. He said it was good that I didn’t try to keep driving it, just in case. I told him, there was no way I was going to keep driving with what it was doing!
He also told me it was a good thing I had CAA. The tow would have cost $200, without it!
Today is Sunday, so the garage is closed, but tomorrow is a holiday. That means Tuesday will be the earliest anyone can look at it. I mentioned I was just there on Thursday! They didn’t see anything wrong while working on the differential. I’m at a complete loss. My BIL thinks it might be the transmission. If it’s something big like that, it might not be worth fixing. *sigh*
After that, the tow truck driver didn’t need anything more from me, so my BIL and I headed out. The tow truck was blocking my BIL’s truck, but that nice big commercial driveway had plenty of room for my BIL to move around and back out.
It was a very lovely ride, I must say. As we were talking, he told me about some other things he was planning to sell before selling the truck. I told him, if we can come up with the money, I’ll buy it!
We just need to keep this truck running for a few more months. Assuming whatever broke isn’t too expensive to repair in the first place.
After I got home, I mentioned to my brother that our BIL was planning to sell his truck in the summer, and my brother suggested that if we can buy that, we could possibly sell this truck on consignment. We still have lmoast 3 years to pay it off, but might be able to get a decent return on it to take care of that. At least partially.
I don’t think I’ll be getting that large greenhouse with my tax return, after all. 😄 That’s okay. I should still be able to something. Just not a hard sided one.
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Had a break from writing this to talk to my daughters. My younger daughter was asking me about the chicken coop we got and I mentioned that’s one of the reasons I wanted to get a greenhouse or polytunnel – something to overwinter the chickens in, coop and all. We were looking at some of the designs I was finding on Amazon – risky to purchase from there, and a lot of them have very mixed reviews. They are far more affordable, though. Especially the polytunnels. It’s cheaper to buy a full kit than the materials we’d need to build one, if we could even find some of the materials needed in the first place. On seeing the prices, my daughter thought they were something that, between us, we could manage to afford.
In the end, though, a lot depends on what happens with the truck. I pray whatever broke on it will be a relatively cheap fix!
Today, finally, we did the stock up shop that normally gets done at the end of the month!
Between issues with the truck and trying to get my mother’s apartment emptied before the end of January, what would have been our first stock up shopping trip to the city, didn’t happen.
This trip is normally a stop at Canadian Tire, a Walmart and then either the international grocery store we like so much, or a Superstore.
Well, we’ve done our Costco shop, and have done local shops, so today we only needed to go to Canadian Tire and Walmart. Both of which we could do in the smaller city where my mother is now in a Transitional Care Unit, until they can find space for her in a personal care home on a permanent basis.
I didn’t take a picture, but our first stop was at Canadian Tire, where we got three 40 pound bags of litter pellets. I was also looking for more seed starting mix, but they only had Miracle Gro, which has become increasingly filled with chunks of wood and twigs. So I skipped that, but I did pick up a new growing tray kit. They had 72 cell trays with hexagonal cells and a greenhouse dome lid for only about $9. I just got the one, as I have other things I can use. I’ll eventually need to get more drain trays separately, though. More and more of my older ones are starting to crack.
My Canadian Tire purchase was only three bags of pellets and the one tray kit, which totaled $35.24
Then, it was the Walmart.
This is what $288.51 looks like.
Most of my list was non-grocery items. My husband requested a few things, and my older daughter requested some heat and eats. None of us are doing well enough to stand in a kitchen, cooking a full meal, right now.
So this is what I ended up getting.
I couldn’t get the receipt to lie flat, but I think it’s still readable.
In the heat and eats, my daughter chose dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets, just for fun. Not something we normally get, at all, ever! I grabbed a package of corn dogs at the last minute (they became supper!), plus we got a couple of bags of frozen tater tots.
For other food items, we got a couple more loaves of rye bread, sandwich pickles, 3% milk, a case of Kraft Dinner that was on sale, a bottle of Kefir (a rare treat), Birthday Cake flavoured coffee creamer, a box of Sleepytime tea and a bag of oranges.
My husband requested Fresca, sour candies and water flavours.
There are some feminine hygiene products, hair oil, shampoo, conditioner, body lotion, paper towels, two cases of canned cat food, and the Jiffy seed starting mix I was looking for. Also, a package of baby wipes to keep in the truck for hand washing.
For the drive home, we got a couple of drinks and a snack to try. Samosa chips; rosemary vinaigrette flavoured. They were quite tasty!
And that’s it; 33 items in total came to almost $300.
Our Walmart shop actually cost more than getting the truck repaired. That doesn’t even include the Canadian Tire stuff, nor the gas we got on the way home (I only put in $20, but used my points to get 10¢ off per liter, so I got more for my money).
*sigh*
Thankfully, though, this should be our last big shop for the month. Which is already almost half over.
The Re-Farmer 