Ladies In Waiting

So after the emotional drain of moving the boat last week from Grande Dunes to Anchor Marina on Monday, it has been sitting on land ever since. Why? Let's just say the Marine Transport Industry operates in some parallel universe, where "I'll call you tomorrow" means something like "I may call you back in the next month or so, but don't hold your breath". Ditto that for their scheduling. "We'll put you on the schedule" means "IF in fact, we have a truck available in the next millennium, we may let you know, or not, depending on the price of eggs in China." Their pricing structure is equally as ridiculous. The 5 quotes we received were between $2000 and $3750 for the exact same move.

The truck we were expecting was supposed to be here on Tuesday last week. They called me Monday morning, however, to tell me that our truck, en route to SC from hauling a big boat from New York to Missouri, had broken down in Tennessee. Great. They said "it might" be in SC on Tuesday, but it was doubtful. When I told the dispatcher that the boat was now on land and accruing daily charges because they were late. Her response, "oh...sorry." Ay-yai-yai!!! She said she'd keep me posted as to the prognosis of the truck. On THURSDAY she called and said it wasn't the transmission but another part of the truck that had been damaged during the last haul, and it should be fixed and ready to pick up our boat in SC by Tuesday 6/9.

Meanwhile, I decided to stay at the beach at Mom's instead of going home. Now that I've been down here for over a week, I'm starting to get a little bored. A LOT BORED. So bored, in fact, that a trip to the Super Wal-Mart is a highlight in my day. Next up, what I did today...