As many of you know, roommate Natasha moved into her own place at the end of April.
We are both doing great, making spaces our own and enjoying the freedom to leave dirty dishes in the sink if deemed necessary.
Before, during and after the move, my SUV has been a vessel for hauling the many things – boxes, furniture, a bicycle, camping essentials, lawn mowers, odds and ends, and an occasional item from the lumber/hardware store. We call ourselves “Two Old Women and an SUV,” a take on Two Men and a Truck.
Last week, I helped Natasha pick up and transport two large pieces of lattice – one a flexible plastic and the other made from non-bendable wood. The flexible piece fit inside the SUV, the wooden piece did not. At the time we were trying to load these pieces, an elderly gentleman came out to his vehicle, parked next to us. He kindly offered to help us and eventually suggested strapping the wooden piece to the roof rails on top of my vehicle. We had bungee cords and an extra hand to get the lattice up, centered and secured, ensuring I didn’t damage the antenna.
It worked and with a slow drive through town, the wood lattice made it to its final destination. At that point, Natasha suggested we change our company name.
“We should call ourselves Two Old Women, an SUV, and an Elderly Guy in the Parking Lot.”
That’s a long name.
Do you think it would fit on the side of my vehicle?”
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