My family, aside from my brother, have never met Tom.
So, Friday, February 13th, we waited until after midnight, so I guess actually it was Saturday, February 14, and we set out on a trip to Georgia: Joshua with Tom in the truck, and Anthony with me in my car. Don't ask me how I did it, but I left Storm here. Katie was house/pet-sitting for us, but leaving that booger behind when it was time to leave was difficult.
The drive from where I now live to where I lived my whole life (Rome, Georgia) is approximately a 22-hour drive, approximately 1300 miles.
We were fortunate as Tom's dad lives in Virginia, and I had never met him, so we stopped there after a day of driving. I know I was tired, and I was stressed beyond my overwhelmed limits, but I thoroughly enjoyed meeting both of them, and I hope we get to see them again soon, hopefully when I am not so anxiety-beaten. I can never thank Tom's dad enough for taking the time to sit down with Anthony and talking with him about some life decisions he has to make soon. For some reason, the same exact information I have been trying to get through his stubborn skull made sense to him when coming from another person.
It was more or less, a 14-hour drive to their house, and then we woke up the next morning and set off on an 8-hour drive to my parent's house. Well, that was the idea. About 2-1/2 hours from his dad's house, in North Carolina (still 5-1/2 hours from our destination in Georgia), we had…automobile difficulties. Tom was driving Pat's truck, and I was driving my car. The whole purpose of the trip, and the reason for the 2 vehicles, was to accomplish the task of hopefully transporting more of my belongings, and the boy's, that we had to leave in Georgia when we first relocated to Maine.
I traveled almost the entire time behind Tom. Apparently, I don't drive as fast as he does, and well, it is no secret that I tend to get lost…rather easily. I have absolutely no sense of direction, not even when there is a GPS telling me which way to go. There was a moment when I saw his back right tire smoking. Trying not to panic, I called his cell phone and asked him to pull over so we could look at things. My overactive imagination had all kinds of bad scenarios playing out.
It ended up, and I may get some of this wrong, the rear spring leaflets were broken. Well, the truck was supposed to have 3, but for whatever reason, the right side now only had 2. The middle piece was gone, but the broken piece had been rubbing against the tire (that was the smoke we saw) and Tom and Anthony both said it was amazing that the tire did not blow. I would not look at the tire. I didn't want to see how bad it looked. I guess I'm a big ole baby that way. The left rear tire was in a very similar situation, except that the broken leaflet spring was lodged against the tire well, so that tire was more or less still safe to travel.
Eventually, Tom was able to lodge the broken piece loose on the driver's side and remove it so as not to cause more damage. We actually found a tire place open on a Sunday (after like 5 hours) and were able to get the significantly damaged passenger side tire removed and replaced with the spare tire.
Then we resumed our trip to my mom and dad's house. Our intention was to arrive there about 6 p.m. Safe to say, we did not get to my parent's house until a little after midnight. The whole time, we were counting time against icy weather that was moving in to Georgia. I was so tired. And my wonderful dad had not eaten dinner, choosing to wait and eat with us when we got there. My mom had cooked hamburgers and barbecue pulled pork for us. So, yes, we ate, after midnight.
It was an overall interesting trip. The Maine weather seemed to follow us down there. We had to leave going to Georgia, trying to find safe travel between two winter storms, and we did the same thing trying to get back home. We honestly had to plan our travel days between snow-filled days. But we made it, and we were able to make new memories, and we were able to make it back home safely. Despite the shaky beginning, it was overall a successful trip!
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