My farm is sold. The new place has been purchased.
Tomorrow I move (which means I probably won’t be goofing off at work, posting.)
How’s it gonna happen?
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When I attempt to my daughter’s 1000 pound playhouse onto the trailer with an improvised block and tackle will it swing out of control and splat me against a tree?
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Will it be loading the tractor on the trailer. Will it collapse, roll and squish me like a bug? or it will simply break loose while I brake my truck and hurtle off the trailer into the passenger compatment?
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Will I tip the truck while trying to get down the precarious hill to retrieve the picnic table?
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Will the runaway appliance get away from me on a staircase and smear me into the rug?
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Will I have a rupture trying to move a dresser?
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Will messing with all the electrical hookups fry me like that guy in “The Green Mile?”
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Will I trip while moving the fish tank and drive a shard glass through my eye and into my brain?
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Will the tire blow on my overloaded truck sending me careening into a telephone pole?
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When I try to load a horse onto the trailer will it spook, and kick my head off?
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Will it be a random freak accident like lightning, or a meteor?
…Or it will it be one of the eight million, nine hundred and ninety nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety other ways that I have yet to think of?