It would seem I wasn't supposed to have her as my own because it was one obstacle after another. First I emailed back for an address and didn't hear a thing for over 24 hours. Can you say neglect the children and don't take your eyes off the email! I wanted that address and I wanted it NOW. So all was set into motion to pick her up today until my helper had to cancel for family reasons. So at this point it was now or never. I went alone, with my two girls in tow, ages 3 and 5.
Once we arrived it was a dreadful scene. We were measuring and plotting about how to get her in my expedition and it started to seem hopeless. Then I made a rash decision that I'm really glad I didn't regret. I moved my oldest daughter to the front seat and put the younger one on the floor in the back between the seats. Bad mommy award for sure but I tell you it's like an addiction and all turned out well.
I got her home and unloaded the beast by myself! Don't ask me how, I was driven by some sort of super human powers from beyond to get her unloaded and upright so I could analyze her.
Okay enough babbling here is my green beast!! Drum roll please...
In all her glory
Had a couple oopsies during the move. I saved the piece of the diamond but the other piece on the artsy farsty was gone before I got there so I'm trying to find a solution for that.
And here you can see on the left side there is a gap in the filler piece because it was left out in the elements in the rain. I already took the door off and hammered it back into place with my trusty rubber mallet so now the door will close.
Lastly you can see the top is peeling up so I will probably have to replace the top.
I will just sum up this story to say this poor lady was full of wasps which neither she or I liked. Had to get those buggers out before I took her away in the car. That could have been bad. And then while fixing the door after we got home a moth came flying out at me like a bat outta hell. I think this is the perfect time to let the world know I nearly crapped myself. I do not like bugs. I am buggaphobe and spider webs or anything with more legs than my cat don't mesh well with me. I do that icky buggy dance when I come in contact with them.