That’s my slogan as I unpack my camp gear and coolers, with the slightest tangy odor of manure on all my gear after 13 days in the National Forest riding pasture and splashing in the mud and muck. And I unpack the burnt-out cans, smashed down and toss them into my recycling bucket.
Back to work on this Tuesday morning, same old thing after 14 days. Last time I was in the office was Tuesday, August 19th. Seems like forever ago, but then again vacation seems like it was a long time to be gone, but such a short time to be here. Like anything, it had to come and go, as otherwise it wouldn’t be vacation. I can’t believe summer is dun at this point though. It disappeared quicker then that that styrofoam egg container soaked in lighter fluid.
New windows are in my the upstairs of my apartment. Still don’t know why the landlord replaced the old ones, maybe it was moss growing in the window sill and concerns about rot. The ripped one of screens when installing it. I’ll have to let the landlord know. Kind of roughed in, he removed the wood flashing, and didn’t paint the window sills he installed, but I don’t care if it’s not perfect or beautiful. I just don’t want to get sued when I move out over his crap. I’ve wrecked enough shit in my apartment over the 18 years I’ve lived there. Maybe he’s planning to fixing it later in the week.
My apartment is kind of rough, the tangy manure smell just gives it a bit more character along with the roughed in window sills. But you make good money, why don’t you buy a suburban house with trash pickup and vinyl siding. Nobody needs a cabin in the woods with cows and a burn barrel out back. Don’t you know, burning all that plastic is bad for the environment? Got to make money, so I can save and invest, have that off-grid cabin, and maybe someday some of my own cows! They were so much fun to watch up in the National Forest the 13 days I was up there. It was nice hear cows mooing and belowing over the city traffic.
So yeah, it’s back home to unpack and get back into the office groove. The plan is to drive to work today, then go to Walmart for some supplies, head home, cook a quick dinner, then go the laundrymat. I am not sure where I put my Torx Driver set so I might swing by Lowes and just get another one, pull the brake off my bike, swap out the broken spoke from one on the old wheel, and hopefully I can ride to work on Wednesday. It sucks there is no more express bus downtown. I could do the local, but the option kind of sucks – I get out of work at 5 PM but with the transfer and delay between the shuttle and local bus, it means I wouldn’t get home until 6:15 PM mst nights. That said, I don’t love driving and it is a chance to get some steps in between the transfer. And I can read books on the bus. But if I drive in, I can be home by 5:25-5:30 PM depending on the traffic, though I usually avoid the worse of it by taking the back streets through Albany’s South End. But I really hate driving, especially my big jacked up truck through the city, especially with all the midget cars all around that are so hard to see.
I am undecided about the weekend. My oil life indicator says I’m at 40% oil life on my truck, and I last changed the oil in my truck in October 2024 so yeah I probably should think about doing that or at least making sure I have some oil in the crankcase. It probably could use half a quart now that vacation is over. And maybe a bit more coolant, though it’s not gone down much since the initial drop. What can I say, besides the suspension being basically shot on Red, the head gasket is starting to go or maybe it’s just the normal oil consumption and a leak in the heater core. I don’t want to think too much about it, as long as you put in it in “D” and it goes forward for the most part. I only really have big trip left for Red now – St. Regis Canoe Area in October but other then that maybe just some smaller trips around town.
I’ve thought about a weeeknd trip this weekend to Vermont or maybe the Southern Adirondacks, though I fully admit it would be good to stay home for at least one weekend. The last weekend I was home was July 26-27th. That seems like it was two weeks ago? Where did the time go? I struggle to accept that it’s already September and that Big Red is soon to be 14 years old. But I figure travel while the weather is nice and I still can. Certainly that last week of September I won’t be able to head out of town as I’ll be half blind or recovering from the big snip of my eyes. Not that I can ee that well anymore these days with my contacts.