SNOW!

Wow! It sure has been a while since I posted anything.

Let's recap the last year or so.

I'm still at the same job, my pay and miles are down to pre-rookie days. And my dispatcher doesn't see anything wrong with that. I do. So I'm headed for the job market. I'm hoping to land a job driving for a major food warehouse in Arkansas. I'll be in Springdale to change my drivers license to a friends' address where I can live until I get a place of my own. Moving to Arkansas isn't really high on my list of priorities but if it pays three times what I make now...

I'm currently trapped in Laramie, WY due to the interstate being closed. There have been many accidents and wrecks, thankfully none involving me. There were NINE last night, crews spent all night and today clearing them. I feel for the poor guys who are sitting in rest areas or worse yet, parking areas up on the highway. No food, basic facilities and no potties for the parking areas. That must be hell.

Trucks are, as usual, parked allover the truck stop where I am. I couldn't get out of my parking spot if I wanted to. This load is only going to Cheyenne but I just can't make it. I'll go after the roads open and the traffic dies down. It's only 50 or so miles and I don't see any reason to jepoardize my driving record for the sake of a partial load.

I have yet another new dog, this one a German Shepherd Dog pup named Gypsy. She's a cutie and learning quickly! Growing quickly, too. She has outgrown the Shih-Tzus that she was playing with and is now taking on the Weimaraner. She's not quite his size yet but she's about half there. Soon enough she'll be just the right size to take the abuse. She is doing very well with her housebreaking with only a few accidents. I love crate training!

I was going to take her along with me in the truck as a companion and foot-warmer but now, should I get hired at the company I'm hoping to, she will have to stay home with the wife. They have a no-pets policy. I guess it's not so much the company as the customers. It's refrigerated food and food processors don't, as a rule, like pets, even in the trucks. Bastards!

My marriage seems to be going down the tubes. My thoughts are that my wife is thinking divorce. She hasn't come right out and said so but she has been accusing ME of thinking that, which to me means that SHE has and is projecting on me. She is talking to a marriage therapist now, and I will take a turn before we do couples therapy. I would like this to work out for the best, but given my pessimistic nature, I'm preparing myself for the worst. I don't know how to face life without my love, but there's a way, somewhere, somehow.

And that's it! Life is boring, and I prefer it that way.