Near Cumberland Trail State Park exit on I-75 south.
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First picture is of the sunset today in Lexington,Kentucky. Second was the sunset in Panama City, Florida. Third was in Summerville, SC. Breathtaking. No other words necessary. Will add other sunsetd later from the pics I took on my Canon. These were taken with my phone and don’t really do the sunsets justice.
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My dad got my husband one of these for my husband to use while he is on the road and it is the best thing ever. It can actually cook soup it gets so hot. Right now it is warming my coffee that I brought with me (I made it early this morning before we left so I’d have a cup to take with me.) Once mine is hot I’ll pour it back in my regular mug and warm the Mr.’s. One cup of coffee is just not enough– not for this coffee addict.
So we are back on the road. A little of the initial excitement has worn off, but I am still excited. After we drop off this load and pick up the next in Summerville, SC we will be headed to Kentucky. Last time we went to Kentucky it was covered in snow and absolutely gorgeous. They keep their roads clear, which was great.
Well, I am about to get the laptop out and work on my novel. I really need to get one of those Wi-Fi’s to go, then again it is nice being able to write without all the distractions of the internet.
It’s been a busy weekend, and my weekend was only from Saturday afternoon until now (almost midnight Sunday night). Laundry. Grandson. Daughter. Step-daughter. Husband. Cooking. Cleaning. More laundry. Errands. Dinner. Lunch. More laundry. Packing. Packing the car with some of our stuff ahead of time so there isn’t so much to do tomorrow morning, because we have to get up early and I am not going to want to do it then. Hell, I’m not going to want to do much of anything until after I’ve had my coffee, but I doubt I’ll have much time for that. I’ll probably make my coffee to go.
I want to work on my novel but I only got through about two pages and my eyes are starting to feel so heavy I can barely keep them open. I’m not the one driving, my husband is, but riding is tiring as well. And we’re right back at it tomorrow morning. I don’t feel like we had any real time off. I imagine he feels the same way. He’s asleep on the recliner again. Go figure. Tried to wake him and get him to come to bed but he just mumbled uh-huh and went right back to sleep.
I’ve got to check into one of those Wi-Fi to go things. The next few posts will be short because they’ll be from my phone.
Later,I’m going to try to write one more page in my novel and then it’s lights out for me.
Not a creature is stirring, not even the spouse
The gran is asleep, both girls are too
It’s just me and you…
Family night was a blast, but wore me out–I’m actually too tired and wound up to sleep. Mr. Rockstar/Truck Driver is asleep in his recliner. He feel asleep fifteen or twenty minutes into the the move. The Man of Steel. As I watched it I wondered about how many Superman moves there have been. I grew up watching Superman, Wonder Woman, The Incredible Hulk (Lou F), Aqua Man, Batman, and a few others. Wonder Woman was a hero in my book. She was strong, brave, and a beautiful female. I wanted to be just like Wonder Woman when I grew up.
As I got older and began to understand that not only would I not look like Wonder Woman, but in real life the only thing I might ever have that was invisible was my deodorant, and that was on a good day. If my life were a movie or a television series, the kitchen would just be clean, the food would put itself away, the laundry would be done and folded and put away without me having to do it all–Laundry, oh you mean someone has to do that? i don’t just have clean clothes? They don’t just put themselves neatly into my dresser or closet?
After being on the road with my husband for the past week we got home and unpacked the car. I checked the mail. I started a load of laundry. I text messaged my daughter to let her know we made it back. Called Mr. Rockstar’s parents to let them know we were back. I opened the bag of dirty laundry and sorted through it. Darks in one pile and lights in another. I took a shower and shaved my gorilla like legs and armpits (yes we showered while we were on the road but I didn’t have the time or luxury to shave) and washed my snarly,knotted hair. After the shower I felt like a real live human being again.
I doubt if Wonder Woman ever had to worry about snarls in her gorgeous, silky hair. After the shower and a clean set of clothes I was ready to tackle the rest of the afternoon, or so I thought. We’d decided to have a family day once we got back from being on the road. Mr. Rockstar would pick up his daughter around 4, my daughter and grandson were coming over, and we were going to go to the grocery store. Get some stuff to cook on the grill. Make some cookies. Get a move from RedBox. We ended up having a delicious meal: steaks, shrimp with onions, bell peppers and mushrooms on the grill. Baked potatoes. Garlic bread, Broccoli with cheese. And squash and zucchini. My daughter made the homemade chocolate chip cookies while my husband grilled the steaks and I watched the little man. (I was also still doing laundry.)
I downloaded the pictures from the week, but I put them on my desktop and the pack-n-play and the baby are in my writing room asleep. I’m on the laptop so I won’t be able to do anything with the pics until I can get to my desktop. Tomorrow I’ll write the official post about my experiences on the road with my husband then. I didn’t get to write as much as I wanted to. It’s hard to write on a laptop when you’re bouncing around, or when the sun’s glare makes it nearly impossible to see the screen, or when…Excuses I know. I had my notebook with me and could have written out a few things the old fashioned wiay–with pen and paper. But I did get some really great pictures and I can’t wait to share them.
Now it’s time for me to turn in. I’ve had a really long week and I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed.
It’s the end of the week and we are about to get coffee and hit the road. We’ve traveled thru: SC, NC, AL, GA, MS,LA, and back thru some of the same states. It’s sunrise in GA and we are about head home. Being in such tight quarters is intimate, but we have managed to make the most of it. I have actually gotten quite a lot of writing done. I have also taken a lot of photographs with my camera. This picture was taken with my phone. Sorry for the poor quality.
Monday morning I head out with him again and hopefully we’ll go to different places than we did this week. I am collecting post cards for myself and one of my sister-in-law’s. I am putting mine in my Smash Book. I am learning a great deal about the country, being a trucker, my husband, and life in general. I think I am going to make one of my female characters a truck driver.
Monday night we waited for 13 hrs and 50 mins to get loaded. They messed up the load and had to unload it and reload, and before any of that there was a shift change and someone “misplaced” our paperwork so the 2nd shift didn’t “know” we were waiting to be loaded. (Sounds like somebody(s) isn’t doing their job.)
Mr. Rockstar signed himself out to the sleeper and we slept while waiting and then finally while being loaded but it wasn’t sound sleep especially since they didn’t realize we were still waiting to be loaded until around 1:30 AM when he went and asked them what was going on with his load–we’d been there since 3:30 in the afternoon.
We finally got loaded and left after the remaining hr of his 10 hr break was finished…but we were both tired and coffee was needed. Fitful sleep, interrupted sleep, etc is not good sleep. I am now reading as much information as I can about the laws and other information regarding trucking. Do you know that they don’t get paid for all the miles they drive? I was shocked when I found out that they get paid “how the crow flies” which means they get paid from point A to point B like a straight line. Most of us who have driven anywhere know that it is rarely a straight shot.
I wish the owners, lawmakers, etc could ride with an OTR driver (both company and owner operators) for one week (each) so they could see what it is really like. Maybe UnderCover Boss or something. Maybe I need to create a new blog…though I am writing while out on the road this is just something I feel strongly about.