Sure, the party was always fun, but the next day...not so much, right? Have you ever woken up with a hangover and been happy about it?? Probably
Well, this morning I woke up with the ol' pounding head, I probably drank too much, feeling and...was instantly happy about it. Here's why...
Come about last Saturday morning I woke up feeling sick, real sick! In a couple hours I was throwing up, doubled over in agony and could barely move.
I was REALLY SICK...probably more sick than I can ever remember. This wasn't any kind of a hangover, I hadn't drank anything the night before; this
was some kind of real illness. I went to see the doctor later that day and they basically said it was either a serious case of the flu, or salmonella
poisoning, neither of which they could really do much for short of hospitalization and waiting it out under supervision. (read: cha-CHING! So, no-go
Over the next 4 days I lost 11 lbs, I ate a total of two spoons of chicken soup and two bites of mashed potato. I was positively miserable, more than
I'd ever been being sick! I honestly felt like I was gonna' die. I was so weak all I could do was sleep for a couple hours, wake up, crawl to this
computer, read a few ATS posts and then return back to Nyquil-Land
. (BTW, yes, I was drinking as much water as I could keep down, including
electrolytes the whole time). Finally around 8pm on Tuesday I felt like I might actually be hungry (and able to eat something) for the first time.
Yesterday, I was still pretty weak, but things were improving...finally.
So, what about the hangover?? Well, the wife had scheduled our new stove / range to be delivered Tuesday evening. I was still comatose then. I had
a bad feeling about this delivery to begin with because the shipment is so large, but I couldn't help being sick. Well, as luck would have it, FedEx
calls at the last minute and says they're not going to be able to make it. The wife was mad, but inside I was happy. Delivery was rescheduled for
yesterday, Wednesday. After much back and forth with FedEx, the delivery is scheduled for the last delivery of the day.
Yesterday rolls around and I'm actually feeling like I might be able to stand for longer than 2 minutes. Good. Delivery is scheduled between 4pm and
6pm. At 6pm the driver calls and says he's behind, and might be a few minutes late. No problem. While we're on the phone I ask him if he's got a
lift gate on his truck. He does...on his 40' trailer. **record scratching sound** WHAT??? You've got our freight on a full sized tractor
trailer????? Yep! S#!!!!!
So this starts a whole other chain of events. First, there's no way a full sized tractor trailer is going to be able to turn around up at the house;
we've still got snow stacked up 8 feet high all over the place! Second, there's no way this guy is going to be able to back up our "S" shaped drive,
up the hill, with split rail fence on both sides, in the mud and ice, with a full sized semi so he doesn't have to turn around up top! Third, even if
I met them down the hill at the bottom of our drive (1/4 mile) with my truck, he'd probably still get stuck down there, trying to turn around, in the
mud and snow.
Houston, we've got a problem!
So I asked the driver where his next delivery was. It was a town about 16 miles away, to a small general store. Thinking quickly, I asked him if
he'd be willing to hold there and we'd meet him there. He agreed (probably glad we were keeping him from getting stuck). I contemplated hooking up
my 30' goose neck hay trailer, but I had the same issue he would have had (i.e. couldn't turn around, would get stuck). So I fired up the truck and
headed out with just that. The wife, smartly, decided to bring one of our Subaru Outbacks along just in case we had some miscellaneous stuff.
We get to the small general store about 7pm, and there's FedEx, waiting. It's well past dark now. He's all happy, thanking us, for keeping him out
of the mud. Okay, let's see what you've got. Holy crap...it's two full sized shipping pallets of stuff! One of the pallets is a custom wood
shipping crate, actually larger than a full sized pallet. Wow...this isn't all going to fit in the truck! Not even close! What now?
I thought for a moment and decided we should get the biggest, heaviest one (400 lbs+) loaded into the truck. This was the range/stove. There was no
way to break this pallet down because it was all in a wooden crate. So we get that loaded onto my truck. Now, we have to figure out what to do with
the other pallet of stuff. The other pallet was the range hood. Not particularly heavy, but very bulky. This pallet was made up of several several
boxes all banded to the pallet. Cut apart the banding and started trying to figure out where to put stuff. The actual hood was too big to fit in the
box of my truck without doing some kind of crazy strapping it over the side maneuver, and no way could it fit in the back seat of my crew cab.
However, the long box of ductwork would fit in the back. Okay, one down, three more to go. Two of the boxes of fittings fit in the back seat. This
left the range hood itself. The box was about 3.5 feet wide, 2.4 feet tall and about 5.5 feet long. What now?
I got to looking at the size of the box, and thought to myself...'I wonder?' I wondered if it would it might fit in the back of the Subaru Outback my
wife had thought to bring. That thing has an amazing ability to swallow huge amounts of cargo. So we gave it a try. The box literally fit almost
exactly inside the Outback!! It filled up the entire cargo area from floor to ceiling, from the front seats back to the hatch, but it fit, AND...we
could even close the hatch! YAY!! Mission accomplished! Unreal! Parted ways with FedEx and headed home.
Got the whole load home, everyone is happy, nothing is damaged, AND...now it's time for a COCKTAIL (or three)!!
After having been so sick, and not eating much, it didn't take but about one cocktail to have me buzzed (I might have had a third). This morning I
woke up with a slight headache and that 'I drank too much' feeling, but I was actually happy about it.
I thought that odd, happy about having a hangover. But the reality was...I didn't die with my sickie-ness, I was feeling well enough to actually have
some adult beverages and the delivery I had known all along would be a problem (and it was) was safely in the garage now.
So yeah, happy about a hangover! (though I feel fine now, an hour after waking up).
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