U-HAUL Rented! Moving forward….

I was thinking about the trip today – a lot. I reserved the U-HAUL truck and trailer, so the arrangements to get the car to Jersey are almost complete! This triggered a surge of anticipation which then was reduced to some short-lived anxiety. I am OK with the whole “going to San Antonio on business and then flying to Florida to stay a night or two with the cousins” thing – and I am OK with driving the truck with the trailer in tow. Been there, done that, and it really isn’t as hard as it might seem.

But it’s my Uncle’s Mustang that will be on the trailer.

My Uncle’s Mustang – the car that I have been wondering about for over a decade now. It’s the car whose restoration I have always dreamt about and now, in a matter of a few weeks, is approaching reality. I asked the question “what could possibly go wrong?” and my overactive, mildly affected ADD thought process obliged with at least a half dozen scenarios:

  1. The tie downs break and the car rolls off of the trailer.
  2. The tie downs break and the car rolls off of the trailer while I am driving down 95.
  3. The car is stolen from the trailer in plain sight in front of the LaQuinta du jour.
  4. The trailer becomes unhitched while I am driving down 95 in Georgia and I don’t realize it until I park at a random Cracker Barrel in South Carolina.
  5. Someone steals the U-HAUL – trailer, Mustang and all, from the Cracker Barrel parking lot while I am eating my scrambled eggs, bacon, and grits.

I have a wandering imagination and I know this about myself. Thusly, I also know that it is not time to worry about this stuff yet, if at all. Leave the anxiety for when the car is actually buckled to the back of the U-HAUL – and even then, just keep moving forward one step at a time. That, the mantra of this whole project – keep moving forward, put one foot in front of the other.

So everything is still falling into place – moving right along – Just one more step, then one more, one more….

Tie Downs, Dreams, Discipline and the Driver

I sent a box of heavy duty tie downs to Doug and Mary today. I bought them at the Swap Meet from Cherokee Tie Down out of Gaffney, SC. They look to be strong and they definitely were heavy. 4 tie downs and 4 axle straps rang up at about 21 lbs. I am going to use those instead of the bright-orange-expensive-as-shit ones that U-HAUL will likely have for sale or rent.

I can’t wait to get the car. I am at the point now where I am even dreaming about it. One dream took place in the 70’s and the car was pristine. I have never seen the car pristine or shiny like new that I can remember and that is why I love dreams. Uncle Pete took great care of the car, but I don’t remember it being shiny. Maybe I was dreaming about Uncle Pete’s Mustang with the sky blue paint job that the ’66 at the show was sporting (see the picture in the previous post).

Doug Sr. sent me this pic of what the car looked like in 1968 – along with my Cousin Mary :-). You can get a sense of the color of the car – click the picture to enlarge:

This photo was taken around 1968

Tied down. That’s what I feel like right now. Work, responsibility, mediocrity, blah blah blah blah. I am itching to get down there, get the car up here and start the restoration. It’s taking all the discipline I can muster to spend the whole day actually working on work – and not working on the blog, researching Mustang stuff, thinking about all of the things I need to do to prepare, etc.

Calm. Patience. Discipline.

But it’s getting close and the level of excitement is building.

So today, I was talking to my friend Matt and the thought arose that since I’m likely not going to rent an RV for $5000 – I might spend about 1% of that to send my golf clubs down ahead of me. I could stop at a course on the way home and drive something other than the U-HAUL, right?

Two weeks from today. 14 days. Damn, I can’t wait.