Our first day of blogging...how exciting :D I'm super stoked, as this will surely be quite a hilarious experience. Or at least, Robitussen and are will find it hilarious. I'm laughing already!
So. I am in a place that I never expected today...Creston BC! For those of you who don't know where that is, you are not alone. I for one didn't know until I bought the ticket here. Two things that I am aware of put Creston on the map: Polygamist Mormans, and the Kokanee brewery (which I can see out my window! Yeye!). Yup, it's a happening place alright.
More specifically, I am in an RV. These I am sworn against, but since it isn't moving and I get to stay in it for free, I am making an exception. It is about a billion degrees in here, so I don't really know why those gorpies are so in love with them. To each their own, I suppose.
I have some redneck tales to tell already in my 3 days here. But I am too tired to tell them :D
This morning, I had to start work at...shudder...3am! Gahh! Is it even possible to be concious enough to work at that time??? I think I have demonstrated today that the answer is no.
I stumbled out of bed when the son of the people I am working for came banging on the side of my RV, yelling, I let you sleep in an extra hour! Whoopie...no but really, that was nice. Every bit counts. So I put on my winter jacket, he shined a heavy duty flashlight in my eyes for some reason I don't know, and we were off.
There were these stupid things we were using to tie the trailer down, and I could not for the life of me figure out how to use them properly. They were to hook on and tighten the straps, and it's hard to describe, but you had to kinda crank them to tighten in. After putting the strap into one backwards about 5 times (and I am still marveling that this was possible), I finally managed to start cranking it...and closed it right on my thumb. It latched itself right on there and when I unlatched it, it took a nice chunk of my thumb with it. Beside that is a blood blister about half a cm in diameter...pretty attractive, that. Jeez Louise. Mechanical crap that men come up with...so frustrating!
Did I mention we were working in a fridge? That's right, a fridge. He put the bins of cherries on the trailer with the tractor, we drove them off to some place with a fridge with the hillbilly banjo tunes blaring, and we spent the next 9 hours transporting and stacking 17, 000 pounds of cherries. I am exhausted. The fridge, which seems to be a one storey house that someone cleverly knocked all the inner walls out of and refridgerated, no longer seems cold when you are carrying in and stacking thousands of pounds of cherries for hours on end. I think I would have died if I had to do that out in the heat. Peter, the guy I was working with (yes, just the two of us did this job- trust me, there was tons for everyone else to do too) had absolutely no sleep the night before and by noon, many things were being destroyed due to his frustrated, overtired actions. I don't blame him. Boy were we ever releived when that was done!
I wish this was a more positive post...I need some humour in here! I have to do this again tomorrow...night? Morning? Whatever 3am is anyways...then, these should get much more upbeat :D Until then, I'll be sleepin!
Maybe after that I'll get another ride up the mountain with a bunch of drunk rednecks...that was a laugh and a half, I tell you!
Peace
Outdoor Edna
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Great job! Awesome post I must say dear Edna :). Youre new temporary redneck way of life seems quite a thing, it does look hilarious, but hard. Gosh, take care of that thumb, don't wait till it infect, or you'll need to get it chop, you know ;) !
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