13th April 2023
Kelli had a doctors appointment in Zeeland, and as usual we saw a dresser at the side of the road marked free. It looked like it survived a drive by shooting, with various parts missing and drawer fronts damaged.
We still has the tyre in the back that needed replacing, so getting the dresser in the truck was tricky. By now we were running late, Kelli had more clothes to sell, but we couldn’t go to Plato’s Closet on the way like we usually do.
Half an hour of bending and twisting and Kelli was back in shape, and with a lot of her questions answered to drove back towards Plato’s.
This was a good excuse to get the front tyres looked at.
I went into the tyre shop office and explained my situation, and inquired what the wait time would be. The young chap muttered that it would’ve likely a two hours, not good.
Then I asked him about wheel alignment, he said they didn’t do it, as it was mechanical and they’re not certified to do mechanical stuff.
Then I asked about balancing, “Oh yes we can do that” he proudly announced.
“Isn’t that a bit mechanical “ I smugly replied.
That drew a blank look, and he handed me a card of a wheel alignment centre. Is there no one stop shop in this town?
The waiting time was too long, even with an appointment it would take an hour, an hour, these guys would make a rotten pit crew.
Then it was back home to do some work.
Kelli has been trying to sell the dining table that is taking up valuable space, at the moment it looks like a dead elephant with its legs sticking up. The perspective customer, who showed an interest is a bit flighty, and not decisive, the people we hate. The last thing she messaged was for us to deliver it to Grand Haven, about half an hour north, but we asked for a deposit, and things went quiet.
Another Lifetime to go 