Let me start by sharing that i can get my drivers license back. I found out recently that if i pay the 2003 ticket my wife never paid (which comes to $110 including late fees) and a $50 reinstatement fee i can get my license unsuspended and renewed.
Friday i had gone to the library looking for the address of a local traffic lawyer that Craig had recommended me. I got it and then remembered that i had 2 pages printout from the library from a few days ago with all the information about my ticket which i had left in my tent.
So on my way to the laywer i stop by my tent, get the paper and on my way out a guy on a bulldozer asks me if the tent is mine. I said it was, he then tells me that i should move it because they were going to clear that side of the field. Apparently the storage building that was built across the street was only a part of the site and not the whole.
I had seen some trees down behind office depot and i thought that they may build it over there, but i was mistaken.
In record time (i think), which was about 20 minutes; i put everything on my 2 wheeled carrier, including most of the tent. I say most of it because some of the sticks were stuck to eachother due to rust and i could not separate them thus take them with me.
Ok, so here i am...with all my stuff and no idea here to go. Here are some images of the grass field, heavy machinery which is taking down trees and my stuff all packed up.
Yeah I look as bad as i felt.
That is the building which i thought was the whole Storage facility.
Ok here they are, about 20 feet away from my tent, and they're tearing through trees moving towards my camp.
My collapsed tent.
My semi loaded carrier (which is about 10 minutes into my rushed move).
The milk crates which mostly made up my bed and also served as storage bins.
Well, it's like one of those sci-fi movies when you hear "Shields down captain" and you know the ship is vulnerable and at that moment either it gets hit or by some miracle the shields are restored. That moment which lasts a few seconds in a movie, lasted for hours that day.
Derr called, but he couldn't do much from New York (and later on i found out he was sick which is why he is taking so long to get back).
I had spoken with JC a few days ago and he had told me Duane had relapsed, quit his job and gone back to drinkng. My plan was to hire the traffic lawyer friday and then talk to him Sat to get off the booze.
I didn't make any money this week, that and my hand it still a bit swollen.
Ok, so added up. A bad week; but hey i'm adapting and surprisingly (even to myself) cool as ice, not worried, just adapting and thinking clearly.
I go to Duane's to ask him if he can show me where RJ's old camp is and that i intended to take it over since he dissapeared 3 months ago. At the same time i made clear my dissapointment on his relapse and he told he had stopped drinking that morning and was going through detox.
He decided to try again, thank god.
So, he shows me the camp and man... RJ was paranoid. He didn't clear a path to his camp because he thought people would steal from him the second they saw his tent, you had to crawl under a lot of dead branches to get to it. JC lend me a machete, a rake, a hand saw, a broom and plastic bags that friday to cut a path and clean up.
Here is the result of my efforts that afternoon:
Bunch of library books RJ stole, which i intend to return.
On my laptop inside RJ's old tent.
Sitting on my new bed (which btw stinks a bit).
My new front yard, i had to cut through a lot of dead branches to clear the path to the tent.
The entrance of the tent.
Yeah, i'm tired.
My carrier inside the tent.
Outside the tent, left side. JC had made the wooden bench for RJ, i decided to keep it. JC don't mind.
View of the turnpike from my new camp.
These are just some of the branches i cut.
I ha to carry a lot of carboard to get the front and back "yard" covered so that some of the decomposed stuff was out of sight.
The smaller tree next to the tent is perfect to lock up my bike.
The path into my camp from a nearby road. Maybe i did too good a job, the camp is visible. Note to self: camouflage the entrance to camp somehow.
Some of the RJ's crap i had to deal with, mostly garbage and old clothes.
Friday I stopped at 1:30AM working on my new camp, i had to deal with a bit of a smell and falling asleep wasn't easy. I had to read a chapter of the book i'm reading to help me get sleepy.
Saturday morning me and JC reset the tarp on top of the tent and set it up better to handle Monday's rain.
Afterwards i spent a bit of time in the library and then that night i spoke with Mary so invited me over. I took a shower and then helped her fold her kids clothes, it's the least i could do.
Worked a bit on the limo site while i was there. Slept good. Sunday morning she dropped me off and i went to BK for breakfast, then to the library and they're about to close so i gotta go!
To be continued...
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