MM said the cruise control worked well, although the windshield wipers had a mind of their own and decided to wipe occasionally.
Cruise control is broken on his F-250. And it is not automatic. I used 5 of the 6 gears...for 4 hours. That man has himself a good woman. Do I hear an Amen?
And for the last hour or so...think mountain driving...I was pulling this:
Granted it is a lightweight boat trailer, but I was fearful I would forget it was back there, since it was hardly visible. Whew. No casualties to cars or mailboxes.
Sweet hubby offered to take me anywhere I wanted to stop for dinner, but I just wanted to get home where nice leftovers were waiting to be heated and I didn't have to be concerned about parking a truck and trailer. Rain check on that nice dinner, MM. I earned it.
I think I have mentioned life is never dull with my guy. He's also a keeper.
The newlyweds will be back today; laundry is going; kitties are sleeping. The leaves are popping a bit more, but are also rapidly falling. And the sun stays mostly absent, adding more chill to our fall air. We will blink, and it will be November.
That's life in Mayberry, y'all! It's the very best place to be.
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