Well
it's story time.
The tale of the long ordered cabinets from Lowe's is here:
I talked to the
corporate office in Nashville,
Tennessee, they say they can deliver the cabinets tomorrow night around 6:00 PM
About 8:45 PM the truck and
two guys (CITY KIDS) (I think this was the first time they have been out of the
city!!) arrived with the cabinets,
in what appeared to be a 30 foot Uhaul truck.
While
unloading the cabinets, one the delivery guys expressed concern whether the
cabin floor would sustain the weight of him, after looking into the basement, he
wanted to know if that was a dungeon. And then asked if we where really going to
live in this cabin? We assured him it was and we were. At this point the whole
Cox clan has arrived on the scene to help. I next signed the paperwork showing
that he delivered the cabinets and the two jumped in their truck to leave!!!!!
While trying to
leave they ran their truck into a low hanging 8" limb, crushing the air
foil on the 30’ Uhaul truck and couldn’t leave, so they returned to get
help. My dad asked how he could help. They
asked is any another way out of the property?
He responded. "Yes around the cemetery"
The helper replied, "AROUND THE WHAT?"
After arriving
back at the cabin and informing us of what has just happened, my brother and I
went down to assess the problem. As a fore thought I grabbed the chainsaw out of
the back of my car, just in case. (That's right; every good redneck carries a
STIL 18" chainsaw in the car at all times.)
While waiting for us to asses. Coyotes
started howling in the background. They asked, "WHAT WAS THAT?????"
My dad
without missing a beat said, "SHHHH the coyotes will hear you."
The helper turned to his partner and said, "Do you want to try going around
the cemetery now?"
Just then
their home office called to see what was going on. The boys in the truck
answered the phone and said "We can't talk right now the coyotes might
hear us.
At this point the deliver boys have about come to the conclusion that they
have found the Deliverance Movie set.
Once they hear a chainsaw start down by the front gate, THEY quickly came
to that conclusion. They rolled up the windows, started the truck and headed for
the gate.
By this time we had cut the limbs down and moved them.
We could see them driving through the field about 20 MPH in the 30 foot
uhaul truck with no intentions of stopping. My brother tried to ask if they
needed any help. But they wouldn't stop!!!!!
As we
watched the tail-lights pass the cemetery and round the corner. I wonder, "Why
doesn't anyone visit us?"