It Was Just Kind of One of Those Days

Not necessarily a bad day, but just one of those days… I’ve had egg on my face, milk on the walls, another beetle in my shirt, scorpions on my shoes, someone tried to go phishing in my Facebook account and Moses came but didn’t stay.

My day started with strangest dreams. I must have been extra tired because I slept so hard I had a line down my left cheek all afternoon and my right arm and hand were so numb I couldn’t pick up my coffee cup for 20 minutes. I slept so hard I didn’t even hear the semi that came within about 8 inches of hitting the RV.

As all gate guards and semi drivers will be quick to tell you – there’s an amazing difference in the skill level of drivers. We have a huge approach to this site so I’m thinking this fella may have had some bad dreams, too. He certainly gave Heidi some!

When I finally woke up and had mainlined a little coffee, Heidi headed to town to buy, what is most likely recycled water, at the used grocery store and to check out our next site, about 8 miles from here. She must have found the right spot because there’s no pad, no  room for us and no trees.

Anyway, when Heidi got into the Jeep around 4, the external temperature registered 118 – I can’t imagine how hot it was inside that Jeep. Poor Heidi. It had cooled down to 108 by the time she got back with the water.

I didn’t think to take a picture then, but did take one when I thought it was hot two days ago. The forecast for tomorrow (Wednesday) is 107, so at least it’s cooling off. It’s supposed to be down to 104 by the weekend.

I’m wondering if the heat does something to the plastic seams of gallon jugs (like melt the glue?) because as Heidi handed me the water, two of the 10 jugs started spraying out the sides. I poured most of one in Henry’s water dish and into the pitcher in the frig and the other into big glasses and cups, with the remaining spraying around the room and running down my arms.

While I was’ transferring’ the water, I looked over to see that the milk, too, was bursting at the seams, spraying like a sprinkler around the kitchen, dining room and living room (it’s a small RV).  😉  I was out of containers so I grabbed a mixing bowl and poured what was left of the milk into it and began the first of several clean ups to come.

I looked down and realized that I’d been wearing my t-shirt inside out all day. I reversed it and fried an egg (on the stove, although the hood of the Jeep would have been quicker).When I got the eggs out of the frig, I bumped an apple which rolled out, bounced into Henry’s food dish, scattering dog food everywhere and coming to rest in his newly filled water bowl.

Cleaning up again, I decided to add ham to the egg and make a sandwich (I don’t see any correlation either, but that’s what happened). While eating my egg sandwich, I became distracted by Henry’s persistent high alert warning ( a little growl and a lot of ears) as the cows approached.

Not watching what I was eating and trying to reassure Henry, I got egg on my chin, which dribbled down my neck onto my, freshly washed  in the non-air-conditioned laundry mat, t-shirt. If I’d left it wrong side out, I would have been OK.

I cleaned myself up – more or less and turned on the computer to an alert saying that I’d been locked out of my Facebook account because an “unauthorized user was attempting to access it from an unknown device”. OK, now this one is really pretty funny since, as I’ve posted before, I have a very short list of Facebook friends and I’m a remarkably uninteresting FBer. Facebook sent me a map pinpointing the spot in northern Illinois where someone was trying to go ‘phishing’ in my account. Believe me, there’s nothing to catch there. They’d get about the same results as they would if they went  phishing in my bank account. 😀

I changed my password, checked my g-mail and lost internet signal 3 times in 10 minutes. I took this as a sign that I should read. I sat down, trying to remember the plot, but I had trouble focusing. I couldn’t figure out why it seemed extra dark until I realized I hadn’t turned on the outside flood lights.

When I turned on the lights, I felt a colony of what I thought were those big Texas beetles scurrying over my feet. Have I mentioned that I really don’t care much for bugs? This time I had other visitors: a cyclone of scorpions (that really is what a group of scorpions is called).

There was one still walking in circles by the time I got my camera and went back out.

At least they didn’t get inside my eggy shirt, although some beetley bug did. I finally got him out but I’ve been feeling phantom beetles all night. Forget the heat, I’m about ready to switch to turtlenecks!

And for the past 3 hours I’ve regretted drinking so much coffee since each foray, even towards the bathroom, has resulted in instant traffic.

It’s almost midnight now. About 11:30, Moses came through the gate. I thought this might be a good sign. But apparently, even Moses gets lost in this Texas wilderness. He’s already off to find a different rig. It was just kind of one of those days.

Let’s Talk About the Weather

Hey, thanks y’all for responding to my questions in Hmm…
I’m still open to your feedback so please keep commenting if you haven’t already.
Based on the emails from you who are too shy to post (which is perfectly fine), Facebook comments and the ones here at Fork, I’d say you’re a mixed up group. 😀
There’s quiet a bit of interest in gate guarding so I’ll try to include bits on that in most of my posts.
I’m sort of, but my not entirely, over my Yankee cultural shock so I’m not as continually stunned by my surroundings or by the spit and chew and drawl as I was the end of last year. Still, there’s plenty to tell.
The most frequently asked question is: What is a regular gate guarding day like?
You might want to check out these blogs:
Andy and Miss K @http://myoldrv.com/
Kit and Jerry are currently taking a break from GG but will be back at in the fall. @http://www.kitandjerry.com
Not only are our blogs different, but so are our experiences.
So to answer the question, it all depends…
It depends on which Gate guarding company you work for, which oil company you work for, which company man you work for, whether or not you follow a rig, what you’re guarding etc..
There are so many variables, that tonight, I’ll just start with the weather.
1. Are you thinking of gate guarding in Texas?
If that answer is yes and you’re asking about right now – then its pretty blazingly hot. You know its hot when the locals begin to complain.  Jill, a friend and fellow gate guard, sent me this today. I’ll quote part of the piece and add a few notes as we go:
YOU KNOW YOU ARE IN  TEXAS IN JULY WHEN. . . .
The birds have to use potholders to pull worms out of   the ground.
The trees are whistling for the dogs…
Hot water now comes out of both taps.
As you can see in this picture, our water tank is big and black. So you know what that means. Yes, the cold water is hot. On the extra hot days, we have to use our holding tank water, just to get it cool enough to take a shower and I never turn on the hot water in the summer, even to do dishes!
The generator is in front of the water tank in this picture and the diesel is in the back and yes, its red. They dye it so no one steals it. Apparently this happens from time to time. Hard to imagine but it does. There’s a huge fine if you’re caught running red diesel in your vehicle or RV.
You can make sun tea instantly.
You actually burn your hand opening the car door.
You learn that a seat belt buckle makes a pretty good branding iron..
You discover that in July it only takes 2 fingers to steer your car..
We’ve burned our hands on the RV door, the outside bins,  the Jeep doors, so you can imagine how hot the seat belt buckle gets!
The temperature drops below 95 and you feel a little chilly.
This one is kind of sad. I have the weather forecast for the next 5 days on my phone. I’ll take a look and say “Great news, it’s going to be cool this week, only one day over 99”! If you’re not from Texas, the heat cycle is really different. It’s warm in the mornings, hot in the afternoon and really hot in from 3-8pm!
Your biggest bicycle wreck fear is, ‘What if I get knocked out and end up lying on the pavement and cook to death?’
You realize that asphalt has a liquid state.
You break into a sweat the instant you step outside at  7:30 a.m.
I’m writing this at 1:00 am – the temperature is 83. It’s supposed to be 77 degrees at 6 am today but the humidity is expected to be 82%.
This isn’t Arizona – it’s a humid heat, at least in our part of the state. Flat hair goes flatter and curly hair curls twice. If you don’t have any hair, you’ll be cooler but you’ll certainly need a hat.
The potatoes cook underground, so all you have to do is pull one out and add butter, salt and pepper.
Farmers are feeding their chickens crushed ice to keep them from laying boiled eggs.
The cows are giving evaporated milk.
Ah, what a place to call home. .
God Bless The State of  TEXAS !!!
As I’ve talked about in other posts, summer is about 7 months long, so don’t limit your hot weather thinking to June, July and August. And in the winter it can be really cold. If you’re new here, you might want to read about what happens when it gets so cold in Texas that your pipes freeze and you have to buy a flower-pot.
God Bless Texas, indeed!