Another Day, on the Road....

Oh my... It was a long, long day.... John rode with... That was an adventure, in itself! He isn't much for travelling, loading, climbing, or just being out of his element... So, I rarely ask... But, Peg wasn't here, Mark had his girls, Dale is in Nebraska, doing a show, Liz had to work ..... Well, that left John... He's the 'Lucky One'! I truly think it did him good, to see what I do all day... He thinks that my job, really isn't work, and it's all fun, since I love it sooo much... Well, after the 6th trip up to the attic, of the Old Mansion, carrying down heavy bundles of pipe, and marble, I think he figured it out... But, the day didn't end there... There was stuff in the basement, and huge walls to be loaded...Then, the deliveries had to be made... The stuff on the load, that is already sold... Then home, to unload, make room, reload stuff, that is sold, and going to storage, to make room for the new load... Oh my...We put on about 300 miles yesterday... really, a mediocre run... John also found out, how serious you have to be... When unloading one of the Photographers Walls, he was standing, holding on to it, while a dolly was being brought to us, I was tieing down the other wall, so it wouldn't fall, inside the truck bed, and his wall, went over, and punched a big hole in the side of it... It had already been a long day... We had been on the road since 8, and by then it was 3... I looked at the wall, and said, "Let's load it back up"... The customer was fine with it, and John said he could fix it. And, I know he will... I just hate it, when old things are perfect, then when they fall into my hands, get broken... He felt bad, about it... I felt bad, too... I don't think, sometimes, he takes this stuff seriously... And, maybe, I am too serious... I don't know... After that, we had another 5 hours of work... Today, won't be much different, not so much loading, more cleaning and situating... I am pretty excited about the booth, if I can hold the load together... We'll see... Polly and Bob, were loading at the sale, too... Bob kept saying the same thing John keeps saying... We are Morons... And Bob hasn't a clue where all this stuff is going, once they get home...It sounded like a broken record..." No place to work, buildings are full"... I told him to put a lid on it... That's all I needed, was to have John hear that, and then have 'em gang up on us.... Polly and I are going to have to work out a schedule, so these Boys, are never alone together... I smell trouble! Barb C.