Classic irony

The day I receive my temporary propane delivery permit I deliver oil. Hardly unexpected…

I polished off a 2900gallon tank load, winding up through Dresden and into Gardiner, Augusta and Richmond, then back to base on the east side of the river.

Two stops got lopped off the end so as to not have to return to refuel, so somewhere in the neighborhood of 20 stops, and lots of backroad driving.

Driver’s meeting at 7am in Brunswick, tacos made and devoured, time to start stretching and unwinding

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