Mongo Gone to Texas

Has it been a week since I last posted?  Bad Nina, no donuts.

It’s been a hectic week. In addition to crazy-making work, we’ve had a new shower installed in Texas. While a lot of the house is really nice and well done, the shower in the master bathroom… not so much. It was a one piece, install it yourself type thing, which I’m sure could be perfectly nice. But I’m also pretty sure you’re not supposed to see screw heads all around the shower.  I think perhaps you’re supposed to screw the flanges that hold it in place into the studs and put sheet rock over the flange. But what do I know, I’m just a silly girl but I didn’t want a shower with screw heads visible all around the top.

So we found a great (I hope) shower/tile guy (we get to see the results in person next week) and a plumber with great reviews online and I’ve been playing minor project general contractor remotely all week. We did a huge remodel project here in California about 12 years ago, and we had a terrific general contractor so we didn’t have to do any coordinating. But I spent a lot of time on the phone this week making sure people had keys and knew who was supposed to be where.  I’ve now added on my list of things to look for in builders for when we do more major construction… someone who can do all of the logistics. I love doing that and if I didn’t have a day job, I’d be thrilled to do it. But it’s not in the cards.

But as I said, we don’t see that until we visit next week. So the other exciting thing is Mongo has Gone To Texas!!!!  Mongo as you may remember is our 1998 Toyota 4Runner.  He’s our first big thing to be moved.   So back to the Interwebz, find a car shipping company (it’s really an referral type company, they post moves and find trucking companies to do the work). I found one (yes I will name names once Mongo is safe and sound in Texas), and waited… and waited and finally Monday I got the call “your truck will be up your car on Thursday.”  And today Mongo was loaded on a car trailer. He’ll arrive in Texas on Sunday.

Mongo goes to Texas.

Ed never named his cars, but I have named many of mine, except the ones I shared with my ex, who was not as tolerant as Ed of my car naming habit.  In order, the named ones are: Supercar, (Mustang convertible that was stolen from a rental company in which my father owned an interest and which was found near my college, which was my first car) Florence (green VW beetle); OMG, I forgot the name of the 912 Porsche, maybe it didn’t have a name; Lemming V. Supercar (another VW Beetle). And more recently Swampmobile, Swampmobile II (both early 1990s Toyota Camrys), Landcrusher (1987 Toyota land Cruiser, the selling of which can still bring tears to my eyes), Mongo Sr. (2007 Toyota Tundra which we would ever have sold had we known we were moving to Texas ), Blue Max (1987 pristine Mercedes 350 SEL) and Mongo Jr.  Anyway — in spite of promising Ed I wouldn’t do it, I told the driver that Mongo’s name was Mongo. Ed advised him that Vanishing Point was a not how-to guide for southwestern auto delivery. I did not however tell the driver to sing “Soft Kitty” to Mongo if he got homesick.

God Speed Mongo. Next week in Texas.