Friday, September 21, 2012

The Journey Begins.



I apologize for this being so long and taking so long to get up, its just been quite the journey in the last week.

Our journey has finally begun.  Actually, it began back in April but that’s another story.  We spent Saturday loading the moving truck with the help of our neighbors.  It took a lot longer than we expected and we ended up not getting out at 2pm like we’d planned.  We were all loaded up at about 9:45 and then we had to make a run to the bank, a stop at the library, and finally grab some food for Alex and I.
Once we got back to the house Alex backed the jeep into the driveway and we hooked up the trailer.  Since Alex was driving the moving truck, this left me to drive the jeep.  The problem wasn’t me driving the jeep; it was me driving the jeep with a heavy utility trailer behind me.  I’ve driven trucks and I’ve driven tractors but I’d never driven with a trailer like this, not to mention there was a brand new engine and clutch in there so I had to get used to that. 
All and all it wasn’t bad but it was a little rough at first. It was a bit windy as it always is up the I-5 corridor from Battle Ground till just past Kelso where you pull away from the river.  Just after Kelso I finally started feeling comfortable as the wind had stopped jerking me around; all of a sudden I hit a large pot hole and lost control of the trailer.  Thank goodness it was night and there was no one around at that point because I felt like I had no control. After fishtailing a few times I finally got it straightened out and just prayed for nothing else to happen. 
Normally this trip takes us about two and a half hours but due to the moving truck and a heavy trailer climbing hills took quite a bit of work and it took us an extra half an hour.  Once we got off of I-5 and onto 12W it was pretty smooth sailing, there were very few cars around us which made me less nervous. 
Just a few miles out from our new home I hit another large pothole.  This time it didn’t throw me around a bunch like the first time; it just really pulled me sideways. Just then a car passed me…it was a cop.  He kept going for a while so I figured I was clear.  All of a sudden he slowed down and flipped around. I figure maybe he had just hit the end of his patrol area and was flipping around to head back.  He got right up on the trailer and stayed there.  Let’s talk about make me nervous.  If that wasn’t bad enough, then he flipped his lights on.  At this point I’m almost in tears, I’d been driving for nine years and I figured I’d just blown my clean driving record .  He couldn’t be pulling me over for speeding because I was going under the speed limit.  Maybe I’d had a light go out while we were on the drive?  I had no clue.  I’d had a feeling to keep my purse where I could access it easily but all of the bags fell on it and it got buried.  The officer came walking and checked out our trailer full of bikes, buggies, strollers…and decorative bricks.  He all of a sudden came up to my passenger door. I couldn’t get the stupid window to unzip so he asked if he could just open the door.  He shined his light in the back hitting Luke in the face and waking him up…needless to say, he got a dirty look before apologizing multiple times.  Then came the question, “do you know why I pulled you over?”  I looked at him and said “no, I really don’t”.  He proceeded to tell me that I was half way into the bike lane as he was passing me and then I got back into my lane and he wanted to make sure I wasn’t drunk.  I explained to him that I don’t drink and I just wasn’t used to driving the trailer, I’d hit a hole and it pulled me over.  He smiled and asked who it was in front of me since my husband had pulled over in a giant bright yellow Penske truck.  I told him it was my husband. He asked what brought us out this way and where we were from.  I told him it had been a dream of ours to move out to the coast and we’d finally found a place.  When I told him we were coming from Battle Ground, he smiled and told me that is where his wife grew up…can someone say small world?  I’m sure he was also thinking that it was almost 2 in the morning and we were crazy for moving in the middle of the night. He let me go, not even a warning (thank heavens). I promised him I’d try and avoid the potholes.  He got a good chuckle out of that. 
Get back out on the road and there he is, riding my bumper again making me totally nervous.  All of a sudden he started to pass me and I realize it’s not really the cop; it was some guy who was all over the road.  Why on earth do I get pulled over and not the dude that is all over the road speeding?  At least we made it safely. 
We finally pulled in right around 1:45.  Originally we’d planned on putting our tent on the deck until we could get in and vacuum/shampoo the carpets but we were so tired that we were just going to set up Luke’s playpin and our air mattress in the middle of the living room floor and saying forget it to the tent.  We get out expecting to find the keys hidden where our realtor was going to put them and they weren’t there. We looked all over and finally just got out the tent and set it up.  We open the camping tote and realize the pump for our air mattress isn’t in there. So we layered as much as possible on the floor and covered up with our bedding.
Sunday morning we were both so stiff.  We also were so tired that we have no clue what time Luke went to sleep because he was still chit chatting with Tigger and Ferdinand (his giant stuffed cow) when both of us passed out.  We got up and ate some muffins while waiting to call our realtor to get our keys.  We finally got our keys around 9:45 and we started off loading stuff onto the deck.  This was not exactly what I wanted to spend my whole Sunday doing but because we didn’t get up here when we planned, we had no choice.  We finally finished up around nine last night and we sat down and had PB&J sandwiches for dinner before driving the truck back to Aberdeen.  By the way, most places around here don’t carry diesel so we had to drive all over the place trying to find a gas station that did.  We were so grateful to be home last night and pulled our nice futon mattress in and laid it on our living room floor where we quickly passed out once again.  Today we got our hot water fully running which was nice.  Now on to cleaning the place so we can get everything out of boxes and into its place…