Wednesday, June 29, 2005
I Should Be Sleeping.
I need my sleep. Especially on work nights. If I'm not snoozing by 11pm, there's going to be trouble the next day.
It's 11:30 pm and I've been to bed twice already. Can't sleep.
I can hear a diesel truck, chains, voices, more chains, a hydraulic somethin. And I have visions of my neighbors moving out in the middle of the night. As if they were trying to sneak away by loading all of their possessions into a giant mack truck...inconspicuously...waking up the entire neighborhood in the process?
In my nightie, no slippers, I grab a blankie and my camera and head out to the front yard to investigate. I can't sleep. Might as well see what's going on.
The noise is coming from two or three houses down, and I can tell that a flat bed truck is loading a red pick-up truck onto the bed. But the pick-up truck is being pulled out of the garage. It's not like it was parked on the street.
So now I don't know if this is a repossession or just someone obtaining mechanical assistance for their immobile vehicle. Because my brain has to call it something, and those two scenarios seem likely to it, apparently. I just ride along here - I don't have control of wheel.
I didn't want to snap a bunch of flash pictures. If it is a repossession, they are proceeding far slower than I've come to expect from t.v. and movies. Sheesh. And regardless, I figure it's just best to not draw attention to myself.
You probably can't make out anything in these pictures. In fact, it looks more like aliens are trying to abduct a neighbor's mail box than anything. But one shot did catch a reflection of what appears to be an AAA insignia on the flat-bed truck. That probably means simply mechanical issues, not repossession.
Which also means I can look forward to the symphony of flat-bed trucking to keep me up for a good while longer.
C is still fast asleep. He didn't hear a thing. That's good, because he's going to need his energy to deal with me tomorrow.
Heh, the first picture reminds me of "Sooooouuuuulll Traaaaain". Oh yeah. Tomorrow's going to be a roughie.