Talk about your day thread

[JuanHamm]

I am struggling mightily to get out of bed this morning

Let’s go back. I got out of bed at 4:00. Did sleep on the couch for another 30 minutes, but today is going to suck

I'd love to go home. I'm dealing with an almost impossible stairwell today.

[dad]

I am struggling mightily to get out of bed this morning

Let’s go back. I got out of bed at 4:00. Did sleep on the couch for another 30 minutes, but today is going to suck

I'd love to go home. I'm dealing with an almost impossible stairwell today.

watch your step.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I am struggling mightily to get out of bed this morning

Let’s go back. I got out of bed at 4:00. Did sleep on the couch for another 30 minutes, but today is going to suck

I'd love to go home. I'm dealing with an almost impossible stairwell today.

Watch out for spindles

[spike]

My four year old nephew is over today to be watched by the grands, but they both keep disappearing for long stretches. Luckily the wife and I are heading to a winery for “lunch” in an hour.

[Chris_H_2]

My four year old nephew is over today to be watched by the grands, but they both keep disappearing for long stretches. Luckily the wife and I are heading to a winery for “lunch” in an hour.

what are you going to do when you see the grands there?

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Is your nephew driving you there?

[Chris_H_2]

Is your nephew driving you there?

what kind of ridiculous question is that lenny? of course not.

they're hiring a car service.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Is your nephew driving you there?

what kind of ridiculous question is that lenny? of course not.

they're hiring a car service.

I meant metaphorically.

[spike]

Is your nephew driving you there?

what kind of ridiculous question is that lenny? of course not.

they're hiring a car service.

I only had a couple beers… going over to brother’s in a bit to add on.

The wife ordered a sparkling wine and is now taking a nap.

[Higgs]

Is your nephew driving you there?

what kind of ridiculous question is that lenny? of course not.

they're hiring a car service.

I only had a couple beers… going over to brother’s in a bit to add on.

The wife ordered a sparkling wine and is now taking a nap.

Try a Feral Biggie Juice. Pretty decent readily available NEIPA.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Today isn’t going slowly at all. Not at all.

[Higgs]

So we are heading off after our first caravan park stop. I have driven the van 400km here and lived in it the past 4 days, but this is the first time I've had to "hook her up" in front of my caravan park peers.

I reverse my car beautifully under the caravan towball - how good are reversing cameras?? and jump out to connect up to the car. I've done this heaps of times, I hitch on a trailer at least every 2nd month, I've got this sorted. Except of course I don't.

Years of messing about with relatively light boat and garden trailers has lulled me into a false sense of security. Hitching the trailer on? No sweat, rest it on the towball, get rid of the jockey wheel and drop her on.

So I do exactly that and have a moment of panic as I watch the caravan hitch start to slide off instead of on to the tow ball! I try to reef it back in the right direction like I would any other trailer, but have never wrangled a 2 tonne trailer before. She goes Smack onto the ground at my feet. Lucky I got my toes out tbh.

I quickly yanked the trailer brakes on (had I mentioned that? I not only got rid of the jockey wheel, I took the fucking caravan brakes off, man!) and stopped to survey the damage. Nothing drastic, just a caravan dumped face down on the dirt. And some serious embarrassment.

The park owner and my next door neighbour both came racing over, bless their little cotton socks, the later making me feel a shit tonne better when he told me how he recently had the same thing happen, but in his case he'd looked in his rearviewmirror to see his caravan had simply disengaged itself from his towball as he was driving at 80 clicks down Tonkin Highway! Lol!

Anyway, we jacked the van back up and got it on the towball and here I sit 10 days later with no similar blemishes to report, but it just makes me laugh. I know fuck all about this caravan life, and God yes I will make mistakes, but I guarantee I won't make the same one twice.

#noobs #caravanstories

[wease]

Great story.

Life’s little lessons…

[spike]

Getting away with the wife for a night in Melbourne. Tasting menu planned at a well regarded restaurant tonight. Leaving in about an hour, which is great cuz the kid is grumpy af this morning and I’m over it.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Kids are the worst.

[dad]

kids ruin everything.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

kids ruin everything.

F*ck yeah.

[JuanHamm]

Let's make them work in mines

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Let's make them work in mines

With Zoolander.