So, Sunday was a hoot. When it became apparent that the insurance company was never going to tow my truck out of the driveway, we decided to take matters into our own hands and tow it out ourselves. There was no particular urgency about the truck, itself, but it was preventing us from hauling the giant mound of dead appliances in our back yard out to the curb, and I certainly didn't want to be stuck with them when the deadline for FEMA "white goods"* removal rolled around.
So we borrowed Billy's big ol' Chevy truck (thanks, guys), hitched it up to mine, put it in low, and pulled. There were complications. My truck was completely locked up, and initially we dragged it like a sled which was fine (Billy's truck is a beast). Then the left wheels freed up, causing it to veer sharply towards our house. Lengthy shenanigans ensued. Finally, we put the parking brake on, effectively relocking the wheels, causing it to once again go straight (highschool physics, hell yeah!). Eventually, all of the wheels freed up, and we dragged it easily into the street. Unfortunately, it still wouldn't steer and was sitting there, perpendicular to the flow of traffic. With very few options left, we finally pushed it partially back into our driveway where it sits now, askew, and looking very tempting for any tow truck that might come by.
And this freed up a path for appliance removal. We disposed of the following:**
- 2 refrigerators
- 2 stoves
- 3 washers
- 2 dryers
- 2 hot water heaters
- 1 dishwasher
- 5 air conditioners
- 3 gas heaters
And by Tuesday they had actually all been picked up. There's occasionally a startling bit of efficiency in this giant, chaotic quagmire.
* Big appliances. This is another recent addition to the local lexicon.
** I would like to state that, despite all evidence to the contrary, we are not crazy appliance horders. This included items from our tenants side, as well as various old things in the shed from when we first bought the place.