Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Today was Housekeepers day. She just returned from vacation. To demonstrate just how stubborn  that woman is, they continued with their vacation planned route regardless that the worse flooding in ten years had hit OK.

She said they were detoured so many time they had to buy a map to help them find their way to their friends house – around the flooding.

She was looking fit and rested, however.

I wrote some months ago that Housekeeper wanted a particular trailer house, an AirStream and that she’d found a look a like in a near by town. The man that owned it changed his mind after Housekeeper made an offer and refused to sell to her. She’d sold her trailer to meet her offer, and didn’t have a trailer to take on vacation this year and was forced to camp out in a tent, in the rain in the friends back yard.

Well, things have a way of drying out and Housekeeper got home from vacation and the day after one of her customers called.

The customer is ninety plus years old and he had a trailer house in his daughters back yard – the trailer that Housekeeper sold to gain money to cover her bid on the Air Stream look a like, which fell through.

The old man customer explained to Housekeeper that his son, who worked for a travelling construction crew, had needed the old mans trailer at an out of state job so he could save money, the son.

The old man said that he then needed another trailer, having given his son his, and he still didn’t want to live in his daughters house. So the trailer that Housekeeper wanted had been offered to the old man and he had bought it.

But . . . the old man said, the son had used the old mans old trailer as a down payment on a new trailer and would be bringing the new trailer back to the old man when the job was finished; which the old man explained to Housekeeper was this past Saturday, and did Housekeeper still want the Air Stream look a like, cheap.

Housekeeper explained to the old man that she’d just gotten back from vacation and just before she’d left her Hubby had purchased another truck forhis work and they were strapped for cash.

The old man, a convincing conniver if every there was one, told her that given his age, if she made minimal payments she could take the trailer if she wanted it and would clean it up. It was some dirty. And if she kept the payments up, when the old man died, which would probably be soon given his age, she could have the trailer, all debt forgiven.

Now that reads like a fairy tale. The Princess got everything she wanted.

Except the trailer was/is a mess inside and needed some work. And the truck? Well, just because it was the newest truck they have ever owned (inside the 2000 year mark, with only forty three thousand miles). Only used around the farm house and the stock area hauling light feed loads.

The farm was a pig farm and pig poo was ground into the seats and creases of the truck.

Housekeeper, of course, assumed the clean-up of both pieces of equipment and has found that the grease remover hand wash Orange is an excellent material for removing the pig smell and poo from the seats.

So far she has gone through a gallon of it. But, she reported, it’s fairly cheap.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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