In which a 50-something woman embarks on a new career in nursing in a newly empty nest with a newly retired husband, an old cat, a yard full of chickens, a field full of predators, a shotgun and a sense of humor. She is blogging and slogging her way through a wet Pacific Northwest winter...and spring and summer and fall.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Trucks Aren't Welcome...
I swear its getting harder and harder to park anywhere close to the store entrance. Handicapped spots, absolutely, compacts (hmm, big families and small farmers/entrepreneurs suffer), low emission (now, I'm getting cranky; we all can't afford a new rig), but now: electrical outlet spaces? Where're the free gas spaces? Someone is paying for that electricity. Someday, I am gonna pull up in my 3/4 ton Chev (USA made) 4x4, run an orange electrical cord under the hood up to one of those plug in pumps and go shop...
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