Nothing To Tell Here

Oh, what a sad state of affairs here in Backroads. Nothing is happening. The most newsworthy event might be receiving a letter from one of our financial institutions that our accounts will be classified as inactive if we don't take action. Huh. Who knew that you had to pay fees to allow a conglomerate to use your money? Seriously. How hard is it for them to let that electronic money lay there, and not do anything with it? Unless they're investing it for their own profit, of course.

Anyhoo... I suppose I'll send Hick over there with some money to deposit. That should shut them up, and get us another six months of financial freeloading. At the very worst, it will give me something to write about if Hick reports that he was robbed of the money, and needs more.

Wait! That reminds me! Hick was kind of robbed. Theoretically. HOS (Hick's Oldest Son) asked to borrow Hick's trailer. The long trailer, suitable for loading up a car and pulling it somewhere else. It's not a great trailer, but it's serviceable. Don't tell anyone, but Hick used to leave it parked over by the Freight Container Garage, loaded with some storage unit stuff, just so he could NOT loan it. "Oh, sorry. I'd let you use it, but it's loaded, and I don't know when I'll have it cleaned off." Heh, heh. Hick didn't get this far in life without being a cantankerous old goat.

Anyhoo...HOS said he needed it to haul off some stuff from his old homestead up on our other property. He's behind with erasing his lived-on footprint, as set forth in the deal for the $5000 house. So Hick said HOS could come get the trailer. There was no logical excuse, since Hick had unloaded it for helping HOS move.

This was three weeks ago. When Hick drove by there on his way to the auction, he noticed that nothing had been moved. When he was in town for his doctor's appointment, he went by Hick House HOS House to see about his trailer. Which was nowhere to be seen. So he sent HOS a text as to its whereabouts, and was told it was currently parked at a buddy's house, because there's no room for it in town.

Another week passed. No signs of activity, or the trailer. It's one thing to loan a trailer for a job, Hick says, but entirely another thing to have it gone indefinitely. He got back on the phone. HOS said he had been too busy with work to move his stuff, and besides, his truck had broken down, and he couldn't use it to pull the trailer right now.

Hick volunteered to use SilverRedO, and help HOS move his stuff on the trailer, but a time could not be determined. So Hick said he needed his trailer back by Monday (last), to help one of his buddies move something. Heh, heh. In effect, giving HOS a taste of HOS medicine, I suppose. Though I don't know if Hick planned it like that, or it's only my perception. I do know that Hick was NOT helping anyone move stuff.

Anyhoo...again there was no action or information. Monday came and went. So Hick called HOS and said he was coming to get his trailer, where would he find it. And HOS said it was out at his mother's place, the only location he could find to keep it. HA HA HA! Might as well spray a tanker truck of gasoline on an already raging fire!

Yesterday, Hick reported that he now has his trailer back. He went out there to get it, and nobody came out to question his motives. Which is good, because you never know what information the trailer-harborer might have received as to its ownership.

"It took me about 10 tries to back the truck and hitch it up, the way he had it parked. I can't imagine SHE wanted that trailer sitting in her front yard, either."

Hick is still ready to help load up that trailer and move HOS's stuff. No animosity there, just impatience about the original plan.