I have exercised great restraint for the past week or so. Back in March I told you that Carol and I were planning an Easter weekend getaway in our camper-trailer. But since then you’ve not heard (read?) a word from me about it.
Oh yes, the preparations have continued, and we are just about ready to go. But I’m beginning to have misgivings.
About the trip? Oh, no! The trip ought to be wonderful, and we have tee times at two different golf courses we like to play in the Texas hill country. My misgivings concern the resisitential conspiracy.
This evening I was doing some last-minute (since we’re leaving tomorrow after work) prep chores. One of those was to check the air pressure in the trailer tires. I have an old air compressor hooked up to an electric motor, so I powered it up and made sure the tire pressure was at 60 p.s.i.
That task complete, I disconnected the compressor and thought I was done for the day. But a doubt arose. Was the correct pressure 60, or 65? I looked it up. Ah, it was 65.
Back to the compressor. I flipped on the power switch and...nothing. Was there power to the outlet? Yes. Was everything connected properly? Yes. But the motor just sat there, still and silent.
I checked for a fuse or circuit breaker. I checked the cord and the connections.
THE DAMN THING WAS JUST RUNNING A MINUTE AGO!
Then I thought, “Resistentialism! It’s back!”
I immediately calmed, not wanting to give this conspiracy any sense of power through a furious reaction on my part. I whistled a tune as I coiled up the cord and put the air hose away. Having decided that 60 p.s.i. was close enough, I went back inside the house feigning satisfaction.
I told Carol (quietly) about what happened, and THEN she told me that one of HER electrical appliances mysteriously stopped working today! The thing is battery powered, so the problem is NOT in the wiring or electric supply. She replaced the batteries with brand new ones, but the device is just dead.
So, we’ll see how the camping trip goes.
(I wonder if the car will start tomorrow.)