You should know that I am, in no way, an overbearing wife. When James decided to start his own business, I supported him 100%. When he started adventure racing, I followed him all over the midwest being his support crew. When he entered the MR340, I followed him along the river cheering him on and refilling water bottles. Hell, when he cut my couch in half to make it fit his plan, I sat back in amazement. BUT ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
I woke Sunday morning to find this in front of my house. After spending weeks being told that "It won't be as bad as you think", I was shocked to find it was, in fact, worse than I'd imagined. Not only did he have to rent a U-haul to transport this beast, but it wouldn't run long enough to get it off the U-haul and into our driveway. I'd already spent my entire Saturday completely ticked off that this was actually happening, but then he tells me our neighbor, Joe, just drove by and asked him "What the hell is going on here?"Good question, Joe. This blog will serve as an ongoing tribute to that very question.
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