Sometimes You're The Windshield, Sometimes You're the Bug!

The house progress continues and I am very pleased.  
The roof shingles are coming off and roof is being inspected and re-papered.
The house mover says he will get back soon to move the house over the footers and then the foundation will be built.  One final trip will be required by the house mover to set the house down on the foundation.

The picture below is for Chris and all the snakes who were living in my house prior to the move...

All the snakes are gone so this will be it for snake skin pics!

My contractor went out today to start clearing away the rubble from the original house site so I thought I would go out this evening and pick up smaller pieces of trash.  The temperature had dropped and there was plenty of daylight left so it seemed like a good idea.  

I was a bit tired after making a repair on a washing machine that didn't go as planned and I thought picking up trash would provide a successful ending to the day.  How can you mess up picking up trash?  

You see, the washing machine where I am staying broke and needed a new "lid switch".   My brother had "helped me" get to the defective part so I could order a new one.  The new one arrived today so armed with tools, YouTube videos and the new part - I was ready to take on the repair.  Since I watched my brother take the part out, I didn't have too much trouble getting the new part into the machine.  It was a little hot and the discovery of dead mouse was a little overwhelming, but I was moving along and soon about to button up the project.  And then... the electrical connection from the new part did not match the electrical connection on the machine.  Nothing was going to make it work; at least nothing that I could do.  I had to take the new part back out and decide whether or not to try to make the old one work. Thanks to more YouTube videos, I was able to "engineer" a fix with some zip ties.  I put everything back together ... again.  I was hot and tired, but feeling OK with the fix.  The lesson here is to always check the connections FIRST.

It was then time to feed my dog and the sweet dog I am also taking care of for a few days.  They were anxious to eat and I got them settled and fed after some neighbors stopped by.  The evening was ticking by so I crated the "guest" dog and leashed up Barney to be my "watch dog" out at the site where I was going to pick up trash.  I needed trash bags and gloves from the garage so I scooped up the remote, locked up and headed out to get my supplies together.  I grabbed trash bags, gloves, closed the garage door and headed down to the truck.  I was on a mission. (It has taken much longer than I had planned to get the original house site cleaned up and I am feeling like I didn't keep my part of the bargain with the property owner. I really want to get a picture to him showing that it's all cleaned up.) 
And then... no truck keys.  I start back tracking to find them, but after about 10 minutes I realized I  had locked myself out of the house and the keys were probably on the kitchen table. My friends who had a key to let me in live about 20 or 30 minutes away and were getting ready to leave on a well deserved holiday tomorrow morning, but I had to call them and fess up to my silly mistake. Fortunately, they are lovely, gracious people and  Dusty arrived quickly to let me inside.  

By this time I was feeling rather defeated and foolish so, after an evening stroll with the dogs, I decided to call it a night .  After all, tomorrow is another day!   :)