How My V8 Helped Me Celebrate
International Women's Day
A
fter two lovely days hanging with my fella, we said
goodbye until we catch up for tea, or was it breakfast
in camp in a few days?
I have had 5 inspiring days off working on my projects, helping the
community, finally getting rid of a pile of weeds on my banks, and sadly fare
welling a much loved pet of 17 years. The lemon tree is going to produce a
bumper crop now he is buried underneath it.
This morning I packed up my shit, including all my folders of lists, (cause I
have OCD list making issues) my clothes, work bag, laundry basket and a
myriad of digital equipment. My favourite being a hot pink mobile phone hand
piece...gotta be aware of the radiation. Putting your phone on speaker can be
inappropriate. Note to all of you sitting in the doorway of your donga sharing
your world with the neighbors. What about your partners, do they realise it’s
on speaker? It’s cool though, I guess we all know to just tune out, like that
inappropriate joke at the crib hut.
I had a couple of errands to do before I headed off over the hill to check into
my room, and have a Nanna nap before night shift. Milo for the road, a couple
of bottles of water in case another truck rolls over on Peak Downs highway,
podcasts ready to listen to ....let's do this...get out there and make some
buckaroos!!
"Click. click." The v8 won't fire up. I have had this issue before, the alarm
overrides something or other. l lock and unlock...grrrrrr no go, so ring the
RACQ. The battery has only 5% charge but that ain’t the issue. Long story
short, it was a starter motor wire from the key end. I blurred out a bit by then,
but yep she's good to go, and it didn't cost me anything. It was too late for a 3
hour drive for night shift with no sleep, plus the kangaroos, cows and pigs.
Better have the night off. Cheap fix for car, but contracting means I lose a
day’s pay, and that ain’t pretty right now.
Then the ol hippy in me kicks in.
Published By Mad Mumzie April 30, 2015