Moving The Trailer
Oh? You didn’t know? Yes, Jeff also has a trailer. A trailer, people!!! God, help me!!!
Our goal on Sunday was to move the trailer to his buddy’s horse ranch in order to be even closer to the “Hell on Wheels” location which is in the middle of nowheresville. After I leave to go back to Los Angeles, Jeff will reside in his beloved for the majority of the week.
Jeff acquired this “thing” from some old transportation guy from work. He’s been working on it little by little over the years – putting down flooring, reupholstering the seats, re-working the bathroom, yadda yadda. I can’t show you pictures because it hasn’t been lived in for awhile + is in a state of disarray.
I ain’t ashamed!!! This isn’t a design/style blog, anyways!!! I don’t need to put on any airs! I want to show the ugly truth, y’all. I want you guys to all feel my pain. No need to worry, later in the summer we’ll tidy it all up real nice-like + I’ll post before + after pictures.
Well, I quickly tired of this tedious process, so I ditched Jeff + curled up in the car + read my new book that I bought at the amazing “Second Story” bookstore in Canmore. It’s called, “People From Our Side” a 1975 edition about the Inuits of Seekooseelak, naturally. What else would I be reading???
Sabotage!!!! A minivan was parked across the street that was blocking our range of space to move this bulky trailer. Jeff couldn’t find the owner, so the only thing to do was wait it out. I was fine with that, because I got to hang out with Jimmy + chat with my Native sister-in-law Dolly about upcoming pow wows + sweet grass.
That’s a picture of Dolly + I last summer. Do you see that packed car? Do you see a theme?
It was swayin’, y’all. I was freaking out. Final destination, Jeff’s friend Jenner’s ranch. I told Jeff, “You are so lucky that you are so charming + that you have so many friends (+ a wife!) that like you so much, because the things they do for you….”. He just silently stared off into space. Typical male response.
It may appear that Jeff is observing the trailer, but I guarantee you my dear readers, his mind is a blank slate. A burnt piece of toast.
More animals live on the ranch that I have yet to meet – exciting!