All morning Saturday and again on Sunday afternoon, I tried to find a useful reason to drive the truck. The only thing I came up with all weekend involved driving to the far end of the street to pick up the family from a neighbor's house.
Total trip miles, .5. Total number of problems on this trip, two kids, one wife.
Besides that, nothing useful ever came to mind so the truck and I sat at home all weekend.
I'll leave you with my favorite truck picture ever, taken the day Marge came home.