The day before the trip is one where I'm up early - like today.
I've got to go get my oil changed and have the fluids checked.
Next up is to gas up and fill the tires up to *****
Take a break to relax and smell the coffee - medium roast - and a bagel with cream cheese.
Back at it withe the planning and the finding:
A hotel to stay in
The chains for the tires
The clothes needed...
The clothes I will sleep in.
It's all there and packed up, stacked up by the door.
Time to load up the car.
Tomorrow we're headed for the snow.
Empty the car first of all my junk and trash.
I can't believe how much has piled up and been left.
Maybe let's take out the floor mats and lets definitely use the shop-vac.
Spray in some Febreeze... a couple extra squeezes...
And then squeeze the Windex and wipe all the glass and surfaces clean.
Finally time now to lean the back seat down.
Toss in one bag and then the next.
Stack it, stack it, stack.
One more, two more, there's the last.
Close up the door, lock it, it's time for one more rest.
Tomorrow we're headed for the snow.
Dec 21, 2012
Dec 21, 2012 at 1:48 AM UTC
The day before the trip is one where I'm up early - like today.
I've got to go get my oil changed and have the fluids checked.
Next up is to gas up and fill the tires up to *****
Take a break to relax and smell the coffee - medium roast - and a bagel with cream cheese.
Back at it withe the planning and the finding:
A hotel to stay in
The chains for the tires
The clothes needed...
The clothes I will sleep in.
It's all there and packed up, stacked up by the door.
Time to load up the car.
Tomorrow we're headed for the snow.
Empty the car first of all my junk and trash.
I can't believe how much has piled up and been left.
Maybe let's take out the floor mats and lets definitely use the shop-vac.
Spray in some Febreeze... a couple extra squeezes...
And then squeeze the Windex and wipe all the glass and surfaces clean.
Finally time now to lean the back seat down.
Toss in one bag and then the next.
Stack it, stack it, stack.
One more, two more, there's the last.
Close up the door, lock it, it's time for one more rest.
Tomorrow we're headed for the snow.
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