My parents just left town for a week in Florida and they asked me to watch their truck for them while they are away. (I’m taking care of their dog, too.)
They just sprung this trucksitting opportunity on my yesterday and although I haven’t had much time to think about it, I’m going to pack as much messy open-air cargo-hauling into the next week as I can. Our own vehicles are a small wagon and a small sedan. None of our friends have pickups, either, and my parents’ truck is normally 90 minutes away.
Now I can finally get the bags of debris from the nursery project out of my garage and make a couple mulch runs to one of Minneapolis’ free mulch piles. There’s got to be more that I can do with the truck than that, so I’ll see what time and my creativity allow.
I suppose I’ll mix in a visit to the dog park, too.