And then the police showed up.

Did I tell you we moved 2 1/2 hours away last Saturday? No? Well, here you go.

The Friday before moving day, we decided to rent a truck. Why not? It would only cost $150 and then we’d be all set up in the new house. I did bring up the fact that there was a foot of snow on the ground and sub-freezing temps outside but Mr. French was not to be deterred. 


Here he is not being deterred by the snow.

Here he is not being deterred by the snow.

Saturday, we picked up the truck. I drove home and started drinking coffee packing. I noticed Mr. French was home when I saw the truck stuck in our driveway. I rolled my eyes and went back to my coffee packing.

By 9:30 am, he had wrangled me outside to try to help. We did everything we could think of to get that truck out of our driveway and back on the clear road. Nothing worked and we were literally burning rubber with every try. I thought that it would start a fire if it had been summer time. But then, we wouldn’t be in this predicament if it was summer with no snow on the ground. Or would we? There seemed to be no reason whatsoever why this truck would not move onto the road. 

By 12, we were ready to quit and call a towtruck. It was 13 degrees outside. I did not have insulated boots on. I was really cold. Just then, as if out of nowhere, a guy with a big pick-up stops by and asked if he could pull us out. Thank you! Thank you!

He pulls the truck onto the road (stopping traffic both ways) and in so doing backs into the neighbors mailbox. They quickly unhook the trucks and both drive off. I walk back to the house, get in the car and drive to town to pick Mr. F up. When we get back, I drop him off at the end of the drive to pick up the mess of material we had used. He sees the neighbor coming down the drive so he heads across the street to talk to him and offer to pay for the damage. He is greeted with anger and even after Mr. F apologizes and offers to “happily pay for the damage”, he yells, “I JUST WANT IT FIXED! IT’S BEEN THERE FOR 25 YEARS! I DON’T HAVE TIME TO DEAL WITH THIS!”

We know just what you mean, sir. Not that we’re so busy and retired like you, but we can imagine (if we use all of our imagination and squint our eyes a little bit) how busy that keeps you.

And then, guess who showed up?

And the police showed up.

Oh, yes, he did.

And then we were struck by the absurdity of it all.

We have been out of work for over two months. We’ve been looking for work for over 7 months. We finally get a job two and a half hours away from our home and we are overjoyed that we’re so close. Then we are given our start date on Thursday, secure a house to rent on Friday, and try, with much delay, to move on Saturday so that Mr. F can start working on Monday. But no, go ahead and call the police to report that we (or the nice man who stopped to help us) accidently knocked into your mailbox after trying to get a truck out of our driveway for three hours in 13 degree weather. 

At least the kids enjoyed the visit. And they got stickers out of the deal!

police stickers

So, all in all, I’d say it was totally worth it.


Filed under Moving is my hobby, Mr. French, This is going to be really funny one day

10 responses to “And then the police showed up.

  1. kathy

    Boy, y’all don’t do anything by halves do you? As if it couldn’t have gotten any worse. At least you’re able to see the humor in it! So, are you moving entirely, or just partially, or is this just to get some of it there and wait for the thaw?

  2. redchampagne

    This is just a half-move. It’s kind of awkward but we’re planning to go “back home” most every weekend, sort of like those people you hear about that have vacation homes they go to on the weekends. We’re not sure how long it will be like this but what can you do but try to adapt.

  3. Jenn N

    That is rediculous! Some people. I am assuming this is a neighbour at the old place?

  4. redchampagne

    Yes, this is at our old house. All I can think is, there must be something really bad going on in his life that something like this upsets him that much. I met his wife once and she seemed really nice.

  5. hopedstephens

    Oh, I love this story. It’s such a picture of how self-centered we humans tend to be (like no one EVER does anything by accident – I know that Mr. F and his ‘criminal helper’ much have worked long and hard to figure a way to torment this horribly busy, retired man…you guys have truly ruined his decade or quarter century???? You know, it’s not easy to keep a mailbox for 25 years. I’m guessing he has not moved much in his lifetime.)

    Don’t you WISH you had nothing more frustrating than a broken mailbox to get upset over? Girl, Reader’s Digest is probably not going to be able to deliver without a mailbox. You all have totally disrupted this man’s life….hahahaha.

  6. Rebekah

    Don’t you just love moving in the winter? The only thing worse is being a few weeks pregnant and moving in the winter. I did that last year and don’t want to repeat it. 🙂

  7. Well, that sounds like a very eventful day! You sure know how to have a good time! The cops even showed up! I’m not sure if I would have laughed or cried when the police showed up if I were in your shoes!

  8. Wow what a story! Hey come on the boys got stickers! I love stickers! lol We need to Skype soon to catch up. We haven’t got to talk for awhile.


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