Post by baza on Jul 18, 2016 21:07:56 GMT -5
It is Monday morning.
Ms enna got back from her work conference late last night. I had been entertaining a few mates during the afternoon and was pretty hammered by the time she got home.
I have a fairly handy hangover in the aftermath of Sunday.
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Over breakfast we discuss our various adventures of our separate activities on Sunday, and have a few laughs.
She heads off to work (I'm rostered off today) and the departure kiss has a bit more intensity to it than usual causing me to think that there is highly likely to be carnality on her mind later.
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I get a call at about 11am that my colleague is bogged out on one of the dirt roads on the mail run.
I go and get my bosses 4wd and head out in to the boondocks.
The mail truck is almost down to the wheel hubs, so we hook up and attempt to extricate the vehicle.
We succeed in burying the bastard of a thing even deeper.
All very amusing.
Our evaluation of the situation reaches a common conclusion, namely that we are fucked, and the truck is going nowhere.
About ten minutes pass as we ponder the situation, and in the distance we see a vehicle off in the distance probably 2k away. It is Green.
As it gets closer it reveals itself to be a monsterous big John Deere tractor.
The driver (a local farmer) has a good old laugh at our predicament, then we hook up the JD and it effortlessly drags us out.
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My colleague then continues on the mail run, and I head back in to town.
When I get out of the 4wd at my bosses place, I resemble one of those mudmen from Borneo such as you might see on a documentary. I hose the 4wd and myself down and head home for a hot shower.
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The rest of the afternoon is filled with mundane stuff, peeling some vegys for dinner and suchlike, and I lose track of time.
The dog starts to get restless and gives a bit of a "yip" which means his bat ears have heard Ms enna's car from some distance off, and sure enough, a couple of minutes later she appears in the driveway.
Over a coffee we recount our adventures for the day.
She looks over the rim of her mug at me and says "Want to lie down for a bit before dinner ?"
-
I acquiesce.
Ms enna got back from her work conference late last night. I had been entertaining a few mates during the afternoon and was pretty hammered by the time she got home.
I have a fairly handy hangover in the aftermath of Sunday.
-
Over breakfast we discuss our various adventures of our separate activities on Sunday, and have a few laughs.
She heads off to work (I'm rostered off today) and the departure kiss has a bit more intensity to it than usual causing me to think that there is highly likely to be carnality on her mind later.
-
I get a call at about 11am that my colleague is bogged out on one of the dirt roads on the mail run.
I go and get my bosses 4wd and head out in to the boondocks.
The mail truck is almost down to the wheel hubs, so we hook up and attempt to extricate the vehicle.
We succeed in burying the bastard of a thing even deeper.
All very amusing.
Our evaluation of the situation reaches a common conclusion, namely that we are fucked, and the truck is going nowhere.
About ten minutes pass as we ponder the situation, and in the distance we see a vehicle off in the distance probably 2k away. It is Green.
As it gets closer it reveals itself to be a monsterous big John Deere tractor.
The driver (a local farmer) has a good old laugh at our predicament, then we hook up the JD and it effortlessly drags us out.
-
My colleague then continues on the mail run, and I head back in to town.
When I get out of the 4wd at my bosses place, I resemble one of those mudmen from Borneo such as you might see on a documentary. I hose the 4wd and myself down and head home for a hot shower.
-
The rest of the afternoon is filled with mundane stuff, peeling some vegys for dinner and suchlike, and I lose track of time.
The dog starts to get restless and gives a bit of a "yip" which means his bat ears have heard Ms enna's car from some distance off, and sure enough, a couple of minutes later she appears in the driveway.
Over a coffee we recount our adventures for the day.
She looks over the rim of her mug at me and says "Want to lie down for a bit before dinner ?"
-
I acquiesce.