On August 16, 2016 Daughter C and I opened up the back doors of the tailgate trailer. It was quite a sight! About 10 pounds of s*^t in a five pound tin can that gets incredibly hot in the Mississippi afternoon sun. (There’s a roof vent but none of us can figure out how to make it work.)
A few days later Daughter C, The J-Man, Mr. Big Food and I hitched the trailer to our handy dandy trusty truck and hauled it back to the Farm where we commenced emptying it out. (Three weeks after our initial contact and I have yet to figure out for what the tub with the perfectly round hole is intended.)
This afternoon Daughter C, Kat, and I attached the trailer to the truck (GIRL POWER* + that miracle worker, WD40) and hauled it back to campus, all tidied up and reorganized, and with 25 psi of air pressure in the cart tires so they actually roll, and coolers cleaned, and new labels and all.
Look! There’s an aisle.
And not visible– but true– there’s not a cockroach alive or dead anywhere! Nor a styrofoam cup.
Hail State! Go Team!
*GIRL POWER is meant to convey our sense of determination as we were– for the fourth time– hoisting up the trailer on its jack, driving the truck forward, then backing up and aligning the ball with the socket and trying to understand why a perfect alignment was not resulting in a perfect fit. We did not have the BOY POWER of muscle to make it happen. We had to rely on our GIRL POWER of trying to understand how things work. Which is pretty funny because C & I both later admitted over supper that we were scanning the “neighborhood” looking for some neighborhood muscle. Is Walker’s truck in his driveway? Could I call DeWayne? I have Ken’s number in my phone… . Nah. Back to GIRL POWER. Maybe if C drives instead of me & I motion her in? (Turns out I’m a bad motioner. Kat and Daughter C are quite good.)
I even got the hammer out!
WD40. Water Displacement attempt #40.
Start again but *this* time hose everything down with WD40. Back up… slow… stop! Park. Drop it. ChaChing! That’s it!
Off to StarkVegas!
GIRL POWER. Persistence.