About Saturday
I didn't want to write about Saturday. It should have been a great day. Lovely sunshine, short day. But first of all I got PO'd at Jim because he didn't listen to my backseat driving commentary. I told him there was a car in the lane he wanted to change to but he moved over anyway. The guy behind us backed off and then passed on the left. I was hoping we didn't meet him down the road. So I was in a bad mood.
Then we wanted to stop and get gas in Hurricane, UT rather than try for the crazy crowded stations in St. George. So we headed for a station that looked good, made a left into the lot and hit a big dip at the wrong angle and a little too fast. The rocky, rolly effect caused my crockery dishes to move and push open the door. Crash, clatter, bang and all my plates and bowls were on the floor, broken!! :( Now is was really pissed!
While I'm cleaning up the mess, Jim is pumping gas and the gas attendant came out and tried to convince Jim that the shocks were leaking and the front tire was worn down. What? The tires are NEW. And if the shocks leaked it was because of their damn driveway. Jim very nicely thanked him for his kind advice and we were on our way.
Of course, I worried that maybe the shocks were bad and what could happen now!? But we arrived in Mesquite, AZ just fine. Good thing we had paper plates and bowls on hand.
PS. I forgot to mention that it was very windy the whole distance, gusting to 35 or 40 mph. That makes for a stressful drive even without all the stuff above.