To start things off, since I'm moving off the farm I decided to sell all my sheep. Wasn't real happy about, but I had too, and boy did I take a beating. First, I had to borrow a truck and trailer, since A) I don't own one and B) my truck that I do have is to small and would never pull a trailer. When my neighbor dropped the truck off, he told me it had a slow leak in the one of the tires. No problem, I'll air it up and it'll get me to the sale barn with little fuss. Oh no, it had a slight gash in the sidewall of the tire making it useless. So I had to hobble along to the local tire place and get a used tire. Really no big deal, cost me $26 and I'm on my way. The sheep where a little difficult to load given that this is a cattle trailer and sits up a little higher than most, so some of the ewes did not find it so easy to get up in this thing. Not to mention it was jammed packed. So after a couple of hours trying to get them loaded they are good to go and I'm heading off to town.

Things are going good and then my GF calls and is worried about me and wants me to find someone to go along with me. So I call her dad and he has no problem going along with me. He's never been to a livestock sale, so this was a learning experience for him as well. So about 50 miles into my 90 mile journey, I lose the tread off the other tire while I'm in traffic on the freeway. Keep in mind I just lost the tread and the tire is still aired up 8|. So I take the next off ramp from the freeway and call my dad to find me a tire shop near by. Keep in mind I'm the city, with a trailer load of sheep, riding around on a very bad tire. I pull into the closest tire place and try to buy a new tire.

(them) Sure we'll sell you a new tire, just bring in the old tire.
(me) It's on the trailer.
(them) stunned look, is the trailer loaded?
(me) did you not just hear what I told you?
(Them) uhm, I don't know if we can take the tire off, the sheep might wiggle around to much, could be a safety hazzard. Let me talk to the manager.
(me) fine!
(them..,. 15 minutes later) we can't do it, to much risk.
(me) fucking pussy's, nobody wants to work anymore unless it's easy, (... leaves)

(me to GF's Dad) Alright, where hobbling down to Louisburg that's fifteen miles away. It's a small town so they'll have a tire shop that's willing to work. So I'm cruising down the road, slowly, and finally I get to Louisburg. Pull into the shop and had no problem, old guy at the counter said the same thing happen to him last week, no problem to change it but all we have is new tires. Shit, ok, how much... $150 installed.

One hour later, we are back on the road and it's around 2:30 in the afternoon. I've been on the go since 6 that morning and I wanted a beer and burger. So we pull into a little pub on the outskirts of Louisburg and have a pint and burger. No big deal, we are on our way after a much need beer. About 45 minutes later we arrive at the sale barn, get unloaded, sort lambs and ewes and an hour later we are finally headed home at 5:30.

As we are driving home, we start hearing a noise coming from the engine compartment. I'm going fuck me running... watch it T, I'm gonna get 5 miles from my house and the truck is going to explode on me.

As I'm about ready to drop T off at his truck, we check the engine and it just looks like a fan blade is rubbing a little so we bend it in and I'm back on the road.

Sure as FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I get 20 miles from my house and the fan spins off into the radiator, I loose the main belt to the truck and I'm sitting dead.

I get on the phone and start making calls. Finally after 30 minutes I can find someone who can pull me into town and drop the truck off at a mechanic and I can catch a ride home.

I finally get home about 8:30 Friday night and on Saturday I go talk to my neighbor again and he says he'll take care of the truck. It turns out it won't cost that much to fix and I've got enough money in this thing that he's not worried about it.

Thank God!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyways, to make matters worse, I didn't get what I needed for my sheep so I have to add a considerable amount of money to the loan to pay them all off.

That's life for ya.