Mercy, what a day! We couldn't take my truck to the shop because the mechanic's son was killed in a tragic way--something that would make the news. But my niece had some urgent business in town so we decided to go anyway, against our better judgment. Her truck is broke down and she has no way to get out when it rains. 4wd is a MUST and even then, there's no guarantee. So I went over to get her in my truck. Her driveway is a mile long, with curves, through a deep low place, where water runs across, and up a steep hill. Road doesn't have good gravel so becomes a bog in places that don't have a rock bottom. She'd told me to make a circle off the road and into the pasture at one stretch but I couldn't see the path for all the tall weeds and mesquite trees everywhere so I got stuck.
It had just quit raining so everything was sopping wet, tall weeds and mud, hot and muggy, flies and other flying insects all over..... a dreadful mess. My niece had walked down to where I was, then went back and got my tractor. She also got fire ants in her boots. We tried every which way and finally, after 2 1/2 hours, we got the truck out. We went on to town with mud on our pants and with frizzled hair. Took care of her business (and some of mine) at a few places, ate at a Mexican food place, and went to Walmart and got me a copy machine and came home.
It rained very hard on us part of the way home. Her worst fear was a reality--when we got here we found it had rained another 1 1/2 inch, making 2 1/2 since last night. She left me off and went on home in my truck and now I'm getting worried because I told her to call me and let me know if she made it. It's been 45 minutes and I'm hoping she just got busy and forgot to call but I need to call her and find out.