After cleaning out the garage to make room to bring the bike home from storage, I arranged a ride for Sunday (4/3). What is magic about Sunday? The monthly HOG meeting is held on the first Sunday of the month and one of the gals goes pretty much right by my house to attend the meeting. The plan was that she would pick me up to go to the meeting and I would ride the bike home.
Monday night the weather guessers started talking snow for the weekend. Tuesday, they sang the same tune - ARRGGHH!. Wednesday they were predicting inches of snow for Sunday. Meanwhile it was in the high 60's with thunderstorms coming on Friday.I didn't want to wait another month to pick up the bike (the next HOG meeting).
So, I called the dealer and arranged to pick up the bike Thursday after work. I left the car there and rode home in 60* - a bit on the windy side, but plenty warm so it was a good ride.
I drove the truck to work yesterday even though it was plenty warm. I was glad I had as there were torrential rains on my way home.
This morning I texted the gal to make sure she didn't forget to pick me up tomorrow morning so I could pick up the car, and added that if she was going to Concord today, that would work for me also. Ack, she was sick and going to the minor emergency center because she thought she had pneumonia. If she had pneumonia, she wouldn't be going to the HOG meeting. I offered her a ride to the ME if she wasn't up to driving but she said she would pick me up instead . Turns out she went to the ME in Concord instead of the one closer to her; evidently, she doesn't like that place closer to her home.
Anyway, I got the car picked up, so all vehicles are now home. The gal texted me a while ago that she doesn't have pneumonia (Yay!), just a terrible cold. It was a juggle, but everything worked out.
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