Welcome to The Journey
An open book journey of Christopher William Klein

August is here. Check It Out
An open book journey of Christopher William Klein
August is here. Check It Out
Welcome to the new addition to the blog. Thank you to Cynthia A, Rebecca L, William S, and Mary L for your suggestion. It appears that some people come to follow the fun stuff and not really the work stuff. So now, I will separate that out and it will be in a box that looks like this.
I am running short on time, and started out at the Springfield Terminal, headed toward York, PA on what is probably my final run before my 34-hour reset. But I am not sure of that yet. It was an okay day, but I am running a bit tail heavy, so the truck is dragging on the hills. The good thing is that on the downgrades, I get a little extra speed. But I have to be careful so that the Variant watchdogs don't catch me doing something silly, like speeding. Oye. I forgot to mention that I got a call last week from Safety telling me that I drifted through a stop sign a few weeks ago when I was picking up at Proctor and Gamble. They did not put me on probation, but told me to be careful. I actually remember the incident, and I did come to a full stop, but it was BEFORE the stop sign with full sight in both directions. Since they did not put me on probation, it was not worth the argument. I shut down around 200 in the afternoon in the Beaumont, OH rest area for the night. Right before it was time to drive, the gods attacked the area with the thunder and lightning storm that felt like the end of the world. It even took out the cellular tower, so no email or updates. Tomorrow, we shall see what we shall see. To 34 or not to 34? That is the question.
This was mostly a work day, but it is also the first day of the month, so we will do a catchup thing. I did not sleep well, and since I was at a terminal, I got my butt into motion and got a shower and started the day. A retrospective on the past month has me kinda grumpy because between work sucking for the most part, and me being in almost a month-long mood, I did not really accomplish anything. I did pretty good in the new course, which is Ethics in Criminal Justice and we are having some very interesting conversations. It doesn't hurt that I have a few people that were in other courses, so we have really good interaction. I did get a lot done on Ancient, once I got on a roll. And I am at day 71 of my French as of today. My tummy was acting up due to stress (I think), so I did not get a lot of Saxophone done, but I got some art done, and I reworked the first chapter of The Awakening again. I have to move on, I am my own worst enemy on that project. Other than that, it was a pretty routine month. But I have goals in my Legend Planner for the month, so hopefully thing will come together. Time will tell.
Today was a pretty easy day. A run into ADUSA in York PA to drop off a load of condiments from Heinz and then it was time for a 34-hour reset. At first, I intended to head to Carlisle PA and shut down at the Love's. It is surrounded with city stuff, plus a Petro right next door with good food and a few other things in walking distance. The problem is that the place is notoriously dirty, busy and has all kinds of angry people. I looked at my GPS and found that about one mile closer, was Middletown, PA. Another Love's on the opposite side of Harrisburg. Not much around there, but I have been there before and it is nice and quiet. I headed that way and got a corner spot and shut down for the duration of the weekend. I figured that I would probably be here until Monday since we are on a weekend and the 4th of July holiday to boot. But I was intent to not sit on my butt like I have been doing a lot lately. I had a plan.
Like I said above, I was not going to get caught into the rut that I have been falling into on my breaks where I sit and stare out the front of the cab and just watch time go by. So I formulated a plan, and it worked. I got all my personal stuff done, cleaned the entire truck except for the windows and floors (that is for tomorrow), finished up both discussion groups and my paper for the ethics class, cleared out all email, including spam and trash on all accounts, caught the blog up with new features, worked more than 100 pages on Ancient, and finally, worked the Awakening until I was comfortable with the results. I still have a few things left to do tomorrow, but I think that I am satisfied with the day.
I have mentioned a few of these before but they are worth repeating. They are just observations of the world around me and things that flip my switch here and there.
It is a foot thing. I went in to use the men's room and there was a young gentleman washing his feet in the sink. I have seen this many times, but this guy was digging debris out from under his nails and flinging it on the mirror, the walls and the floor. He cleaned out his ears, and used paper towels to clean his body, leaving them laying all around. It was disgusting as hell and left puddles of dirty water all around.
Time suck videos. While going through email, I went through a bunch of info-messages that linked to videos that cannot be fast-forwarded. The problem with these advertisement videos is that they are between 10 and 15 minutes long and they have no information. They waste time doing repetitive tasks, attempting to build suspense, then have a ending that has no point at all. More and more of these videos are popping up in direct mail advertising and social media. These things seem to exist for no other reason than to suck time.
Show me your face. Finally, we have the recent influx of videos that have some interesting or funny content in which the narrator or video-blogger feels the need to pop their face into the transmission to make some snarky contact. Granted, this is usually not a problem, except that lately they are taking on the role of ME ME ME where the narrator will put their face directly over the action, obscuring the purpose of the video.
One of my so-called projects was to finish up the Southpark that I have sitting. That is done. I kept music rolling most of the day, but as things wound down into the mundane and repetitive, I popped in the Southpark episodes that I have remaining. I finished the series that I have with and reloaded the drive with Agents of Shield. I don't think that I will follow Southpark anymore though. The last eight or so episodes was nothing more than booze and drug avocation. It isn't funny anymore. Or perhaps I just grew up.
The only work duties today were taking care of the truck and validating my logs for the past 12 days or so. I cleared out all work email and reset all my devices, preparing for my next run. My 34-hour reset was complete at 1800 hours, but as expected, there is nothing moving through the area until at least tomorrow. So work was easy-peasy.
I continued with the round robin and finished up a few things. Most of the day was spent on the brain. I got exercise, meditation, and yoga out of the way. Then I concentrated on my skills. I worked some of the Ethics course, but most of my concentration was on Saxophone, art, photoshop and photography. I cleared out the rest of the sitting magazines, and enjoyed a relaxing day. I finished up cleaning the truck, did inventory and then settled in, watching the New Star Trek movie again before sleep.
I went through every part of the truck and my little camera is missing. I just can't figure out what I did with it. The Minolta continues to give me problems. It is almost like it sees when I have a good picture to take and it decides to crap out then. It is very annoying. I had two cardinals that appeared to be posing for me, and that is when the camera said BYE BYE. As soon as I had it fixed again, they were gone.
Once I did everything on my list for the day, I settled in to watch a movie and just relax. I don't know what this week is going to bring, but I am pretty sure that it is not going to start until early tomorrow morning.
Still off
I am still down on the holiday because there is no freight moving due to Independence day. But that is okay. They sent me over a pre-plan for early tomorrow morning. I hit Piscataway, NJ and take a load of Pepsi over to a distribution center on the West side of Atlanta. Not a terrible run, and it will average out to 500 miles a day. As long as they keep me stacked, that will be okay.
There is not much to tell about today because it is just more of the same. As you can see from the work box, I am sitting on my butt again, but at least there are plans for movement. So, instead of sitting and doing nothing, I have my sax out, my drawing stuff, and I am working Ancient. I got in and checked my medical since I have to do the medical certification while I am home next time, and I do not have to make an appointment with WONG this time through. I miss the old dude. ROFL. But all in all, it was a nice and relaxing day. But I am looking forward to getting back on the road.
Many people know me and many people do not. I am Enochian, which is a fringe spiritualism following based on the Aythers. These entities are NOT gods. They are guides. There is a big difference. But the keystone or foundation of the faith is that the Aythers are not jealous. They do not care, in any way, if you follow Big G, Allah, the Great Spirit, Gaia, or a head of lettuce named George. They are not bundles of rage like some deities, and they are not sharing their existence to move the human-animals like pawns in a galactic chess game. They simply ARE and commune with you if you choose to seek them out. That being said, I usually have a secondary following in place that interests me in some way. For the past few years, that has been Bastet. Why? Because hello! Kitty Goddess. You have to give some love to the kitty goddess. Lately, I have been drawn to Lilith and the Lilithum. Lilith is not a true goddess, and has been greatly demonized by most Christian faiths. Her greatest sin was that she was Adam's first wife, and exiled from Eden when she refused to fall in line with the will of Adam. She, and her brood, according to mythos, were exiled to Nod, the Wasteland, before the curse of death was put onto the heads of Adam and Eve, making her an immortal. I wonder why, mostly Catholicism, demonized her. Lilith is a big part of my current creative project The Awakening and recently, I have reached out to her. Yesterday, during three hours of mediation and an hour of Yoga, she finally answered. Granted, I am not delusional enough to believe that an ancient first human reached out to me physically and affected the world around me, but just the action of reaching out to her had positive effects. My little camera, which has been missing for months, appeared on my dashboard. I was just looking for this yesterday, and I am sure that I woke up last night and remembered where it was. But Lilith was in my dreams and said she would give me a present. I choose to believe. And maybe she will kick the butt of my muse so that I can get The Awakening moving along a bit faster.
So, I got a working camera again, and I have finally gotten my selfie pod working properly. I have no idea what I will do with that, if anything. But the big news is that on my last trip home, I grabbed a microphone out of the garage and finally got it set up to work with my production computer. I can now dictate, quite accurately, into Microsoft Word. This is exciting because though I can type quickly and accurately, dictating and editing happens about five times faster. That may help me overcome the ....I am working, I am working, oh look, something shiny, attitude.
Work: Not a great start
I was up and in motion, ready to go, but I should have known that it would not be that easy. I got out of Middletown, PA easy enough and hit Hamburg, PA to fuel at the Love's. I should have fueled before I left my rest stop, but no, I am going to go by the book. Hamburg was a joke. The driver in front of me, an owner operator, was taking a 30-minute break on the fuel island. He was a bit irked that I asked him to move. I mean, there were only about 10 open spaces, and he had to pick the fuel island. You know, if you FUEL and then twaddle around lifting your hood, and doing your windows and all, that is one thing. But he pulled onto the island, not even with someone in front of him, and sat there making his breakfast. All the time, all the lanes are full. Sigh. People. It took me 35 minutes to get in and out of there. 30 minutes waiting for him, then five for me to fuel. Could I have switched to another lane? Sure, except they were all double stacked and there were at least three of them out of, I think, seven, that had drivers nowhere to be found, plus my guy. But deep breath, and I was out of there.
Then I made it over to Piscataway for my 6:00am appointment. I was only a few minutes late. But that did not matter because this was not supposed to pick up today. It was supposed to pick up FIVE days ago. So I had to sit and wait while they figured things out. The wait turned out to be about three hours, but they loaded me quickly. I hit the scale about an hour away, and it was off toward Atlanta.
I was able to get up and get my butt into motion this morning and I was ready to roll right on time with my French, Saxophone, art, meditation, exercise, and Yoga all out of the way. I double-checked my Ethics course and still pulled my break right on time. I love it when I get on a roll like that, but I was feeling vexed because with all that I got done, I did not feel accomplished. What's up with that? It really is weird, but it seems like the more that I get done, the more that I wish that I could get done. I guess that is not a terrible thing.
I was able to finish my latest Thomas Covenant Novel and move on to the next. Of course, it ended in a cliff hanger, but then again, Donaldson loves to do that. But that is okay, I have the next one up and rolling. I am into the ones that I did not read the first time through, so that is fun.
AFter a day of rolling hard, I shut down in Stunton, VA for the night. Not my favorite place, but it was close and convenient. All good to go. So I am caught up on everything and things are rolling fine for now. But tomorrow is another day.
No, I am not having a crisis of faith and I am not suicidal. I am talking about The Awakening. I have been having a lot of trouble with the first chapter of the book, and it is mostly because I hate temporal prologs. And since the first part of the story takes place 6000 years ago, that is what I had to find a way to incorporate. So, over the past few days, I have erased and restructured the first chapter of the book. Now there is an old priest giving the reins over to a young priest, reading historical documents written in Lilithum, a dead language. Yeah, that works! And, since I am working the creative muse right now, I finished up the main Astrology section of Ancient Pathway as well. Granted, I still have to go in and do the re-writes, but the main section is completed. I still have to do the 12 signs of the zodiac and the compatibility chart, but that is another section down and ready to roll. It has been a creative few days. Woo hoo.
Oye, Atlanta
I had to run hard to make my noon (Eastern) drop, but of course, for some reason, I did not make it on the schedule, so they had to work me in. I was running low on time when I docked the trailer, and because of the delay, I missed out on a pickup this afternoon headed back to Carlisle PA. But that is okay, because they got me another one headed to the good ole state of Texas in the morning. Fun times. When all was said and done, it was a total of 3.25 hours waiting, and then another half an hour to get off the site. I rolled out of there with just about an hour to get to the Ellenwood terminal. I barely made it.
I really dislike driving around Atlanta. I think that they teach people to play with big rigs. And there is nothing more fun that five lanes of traffic moving along at 60 miles per hour. Scary stuff. But it really does not matter what time you hit the loop (the 285 bypass), all five lanes are always wall to wall. And people LOVE to pass on the right. Patience people, patience.
I slept a bit later than I intended, so instead of three hours, I only had about 45 minutes to do the morning thing. I got breakfast and was able to get my mail, my Replika, French, and all done. I got an email out to the wife, updated the blog, and checked school right before I had to log in for work. I did get my exercise and a tiny mediation, as well as a single Yoga pose done. Not exactly the greatest way to start the morning, but I got my butt into motion right on time, and that is what counts. I had to stop for fuel on the way into Atlanta, so I was able to replenish milk, and bread. All good.
After I got out of Pepsi, it was a mad dash to the Ellenwood terminal. The guard was kinda distracted and it took forever to get through the gate, but I think I pulled my brake just as I ran out of my 14-hour clock. I was tired so I made some hot sausage and headed off to bed. I was going to do the laundry thing, but I was not sure I could stay awake for both cycles. Something for the morning. I did not even touch my ethics class, and I am having fun there.
Almost the weekend
The week has not been great, but I am still racking miles. I started the day in Ellenwood with a hot shower and getting my laundry done. A word on my fellow drivers. They are a messy bunch. I had to go back to the truck and grab my cleaning supplies and do a good cleaning on the company shower and surrounding area before I used it. It was a MESS. It is a serious lack of respect. But I took care of it, then tossed my wash in while I prepped for my day. After I was rolling, things were fine. I hit the dock right on time, and even with another truck ahead of me, they had me in and out quickly.
I was tired. I had really weird dreams about both Lindsey Lohan and Lindsey Stirling. That makes since because of the movies I have been watching the music I have been listening to. But it is still odd. I used the pre-drive morning to roll through my daily and weekly to-do list. I got my email done, blogs updated, laundry done, shaved the face and head, did some art, did some photoshop, and my French. Finally, I logged into school and played catchup on my Ethics course. All before 5:00am. Not bad at all.
I have been doing art every day, but just random stuff, nothing structured. When I was young, I used to do wonderful art of everything from still life to comics to erotica. They say that you never truly forget things that you have learned. That is not true. My recent attempts at drawing have given output that looks like mongoloids on meth. So I have chosen to go back to the beginning. This morning, I looked for a YouTube series that does not require payment of about the cost of a Master's degree to relearn the basics. I found Schaefer Art. The YouTuber has everything from basic to advanced, including an excellent basics series. Today, I went through the first video and I intend to get one of them each day that I have connectivity. And I put it into my legend planner, so it will happen. Today's lesson was Sketching Basics and materials. On to the journey.
Well, almost Dallas
The Love's in Lake MS is a joke. I could not get any sleep last night because of the antics of drivers. One of them broke down while pulling into the lot and another one broke an emergency air hose trying to park. The way the place is designed, that blocked the entire flow of traffic. It was a nightmare, so of course, everyone has to lay on the horns. Forgetting the drivers park to sleep. Oye.
I got into motion and made it into Texas, heading for the Dallas area. I will be there right on time tomorrow morning. As soon as I parked in Van, TX, Operations sent me a message that they were trying to get me unloaded today. I let them know that we tried that yesterday, but they were welcome to give it another whirl. Of course, Autozone was booked up for today. So tomorrow it is. 21 hours down. But I am sure they will get me loaded right out of Terrell (the actual place I am dropping) and I will be on down the road.
I rolled into Van, TX to the double Love's about 1100am. I don't have to be at Autozone until 830am tomorrow morning, so it is a down day for me. And that is okay, because I really slept cruddy last night, and could use a bit of rest. I had an early dinner of Chicken with Japanese veggies, mashed potatoes, Asian sauce, and a salad. I had to settle for creamy Caesar dressing because they did not have any French. But I dealt. Then, since I had time. A BIG art lesson, some saxophone, some reading (Quantum Buddhism), an extra French lesson, my ethics course, and then some Agents of shield. I worked on The Awakening, trying to get the priest into the mix. Not nearly as easy as I thought, but it is coming together. I kept busy and then hit the sack around 500pm. I will get up early, have a good run in the morning and all will be fine. Yep, that will happen. In theory.
Swing and a miss folks
An Early run into Lawrenceville, TX to drop off at Autozone and then a nice preplan to pick up right after my drop? Yeah, that would have been really really nice, but that is not what happened. I got to Autozone about 30 minutes early, just as planned, and I was about 10th in line. I guess other people had the same idea. But that is okay, I got into the site within about 45 minutes, and 45 minutes to unload. Not great, but better than a lot of other places. Then on to the pre-plan. I don't get to scoot on over to the next one. In fact, it does not pick up until tomorrow morning at 400am. That is another 18 hours waste, and it does not drop off until Monday morning at 1030. I will be missing my 2500 miles again this week. It does not flip my switch.
So, a short work day and then I set down in Hutchings, TX at the Love's. I was not exactly sure where Niagara Water is because they have three listings, so I shut down close to all of them, even though this Love's kinda sucks. But, on the bright side, one of the biggest complaints is the parked trucks. People park here and then stay away for a long time. There are stickers on a lot of them letting them know that they are about to get towed. But more than that, for a few hours, they were coming in and out, towing them! Good for them.
I pulled out the old sax and noodled a little. Then it was on to some brain work. I worked the new art video lessons, did my Ethics paper for the week, ran though some white hat hacking, did a photoshop tutorial, and watched a French Movie. Not a terrible day and I did not sit like a bump on a log, so there is that. I am just tired of all this wasted time. Tomorrow is a bit of a pickle, because after I pick up in Dallas, I have a single shift run over to South-Eastern Louisiana. But the Monday drop is far from any Love's, so I have to figure out if I want the extra drive on Monday, or the comfort of my chosen shut-down point. Oye.
Water Water Everywhere
I wish that I could say that the water comes from Sailing, or even a really nice rain storm. But alas, that is not the truth. Even though there was one hell of a thunder storm late in the day. But I digress. The water water everywhere comes from picking up at Niagara Water in Dallas TX. You may ask how a purified water company operates in Dallas, that far away from mountain streams and purity, but we won't discuss that. Let's take a look at the site. My pickup was for 4:00am and I was there half an hour early. I came face to face with a full no human contact site. Well, maybe not face to face, but you know what I mean. This was a coyote Logistics load, so of course, there was no information. Just to get checked in and into a dock took three times around the building because nothing is labeled and there are no instructions anywhere. The whole experience, including loading, took about 90 minutes, but it was a bit of an uphill battle. Then, of course, they said there was 45000 pounds of freight. That is not what it felt like, so I stopped and scaled. Yep, sure enough, my gross weight was 79,600. That means that there is at least 47000 in the box. Thankfully, I was able to get it balanced and got on down the road. This does not drop off until tomorrow morning, so that is going to be another eight hours Dwell on top of the same from yesterday. That brings me to a grand total of close to 40 hours for the week. That is an entire work-week. Sigh. But I rolled and made it all the way down to Port Allen, LA, about 75 miles from my drop. Last viable safe-haven before I go down into New Orleans.
The drive was okay once I was loaded. Pretty much a straight run across Texas and into Louisiana. About half of it was high-speed back roads, so no biggie. I was able to do my morning routine, but I saved the bulk of the TODO for when I shut down at the CASH truck plaza in Port Allen, LA. I debated my shutdown point because I did not want to hit the New Orleans area, but everything before that was tiny little stops. I chose Port Allen because it appeared to be the best. It worked out. I did stop and grab a salad so that I could have that an my pork. Tomorrow morning, it is time to grab another few meals from the freezer and go from there.
I shut down with about 19 hours before delivery and only 90 minutes left to drive. I worked through my exercise, Yoga, courses etc, then I hit the wall. I started to get that grumpy cat feeling and just lay down and stared for a few hours before I fell asleep. Not great, but the LOA came for a visit, bringing with them the wrath of the gods. A rainstorm that felt like the end of the world. It was wonderful. It lasted for almost two hours and actually helped with a nice, deep meditation. It brought me a little way back to center, but still rocking the grumpy cat.
Dwell is when there is an extra amount of time on a run, and it is a big problem lately. It gives way too much time to fill up with non-work stuff, other than when on a break. Though I am an introvert, there is a time when this can become overwhelming. This is one of those times. The past couple of weeks has created way too much non-movement time. It creates an air of laziness where I am forced to fill the time. And while having extra time sometimes can be a good thing, allowing the pursuit of the creative muse, when there is too much of it, it acts against that muse. And that is where I am right now. While I have a battery of things to do such as Sax, French, and Art, when too much time is available, these become more like WORK than enjoyment, and the world unravels. That is the grumpy cat for today. I got to a point where there was no joy in anything. I am just not made to sit this long. But tomorrow is another day, and we shall see where we go from here. I have about 16 hours left on my 70 hour HOS shift, but I start picking up serious recaps tomorrow night, and I can run about five more full days without a required break. Of course, that also means that I will be pushing almost 10 days without a break. Welcome to the catch-22. We shall see how things play out.
What comes hither?
Today was actually a pretty good day. I made it into Coca-Cola in Harashan, LA right on time and got into the big, long line to be unloaded. The yard jockey came along, pulled me out of line and sent me around to the other side of the building. It probably saved me an hour or two. I was unloaded and then on down the road to Bogalusa, LA to pick up rolls of paper headed up to Illinois. The paper rolls are always a heavy load, but the mill has an on-site scale and I was in and out of there. The only real problem is that to get back to I-55 headed North is a very long run across small roads with reduced speeds and traffic lights. But I made it up to Canton, MS to an itty bitty Love's to fuel, and since there was a parking space, I shut down for the night. Then it was time to do the time management thing...
I was busting my tail feathers to make it to the other end of this run by 1100am tomorrow morning. So when I stopped for the night, I re-ran my calculations. Ooops, it does not deliver until the day AFTER tomorrow. That is another 23 hour dwell and you know how I feel about sitting on my arse. I sent a request to operations for an earlier drop appointment, and they sent an email out. By the time I went to sleep, I did not have an answer. But I am going to do a spoiler for tomorrow. I figured out what to do. Since I never got an update with a new appointment, I am staying right where I am for 34 hours. That will get me a reset so that I am not running recaps and I will make it to the appointment at the other end, only about 15-30 minutes late. I did send that message, and got nothing in return. But it is what is going to happen.
It is good when you are able to self-reflect and see problems before they start. With the attack of the dwell and other delays lately, I have been slowly slipping into darkness. Granted, slipping into madness is a lot more fun, because there are usually COOKIES. But you take what you can get. But, as any good warrior knows, the best way to avoid a trap is to know that it is there. And I see this one. I have drawn my sword, perfected my stance, and I am prepared to do battle with the evil GRUMPY CAT. I woke early and before even jumping out of the bunk, I did affirmations to move in a positive way through the day. Even before I ate, I got email, journals, and blogs caught up. Then I had a decent breakfast, pulled new meals and started working through THE DAY. Meditation with intent (the Awakening), 3 French lessons and a French cartoon, Art, Saxophone, Yoga. The Yoga was interesting because I am on a new pose, Viparita Virabhadrasana, the reverse Warrior. It is providence because it is a preparation for battle, and that is how I am feeling lately, preparing for war. Interesting how the universe plays along once in a while. After Yoga, on to the creative muse and an assault on Osparia and The Awakening
As you see above, the day was mostly work. But that does not meant that I did not enjoy finding a parking space in the tiny Love's. It really was a surprise. The Internet connection is not great, but it is there and I can get to it mostly. So there is that. I did some school, watched a silly cartoon, and then it was time to get off to bed. I made some decisions about tomorrow, and I have to contemplate those actions and see where they take me.
Unexpected
I am in Canton, MS at an itty bitty Love's on a break I did not expect. I tried to get an appointment that would not make me sit for 23 hours but for some reason they never got back to me. I found out later that they have retired Ops chat. Sigh. So, with no guidance, I took the initiative and put myself on break. That will mean no 23 hour dwell, and I will be at my destination within 30 minutes of schedule.
Okay, rest is good, but I am too set in my ways to properly handle a 34-hour break that I don't find out about until I am 10 hours into it. It really tossed me into a nasty mood. But I grabbed it by its' nads and fought it to the ground, eventually. I did not have a structured plan, so I pretty much had to wing it. However, I knew that a lot of the problem was going to be the old gray matter in the head. I will get to that a bit later.
A quick look at Google Maps found a Walmart about 3/4 of a mile away. Time for a walk. I picked up some breakfast sausage, macaroni and potato salad, hamburgers with buns and such. I was going to get some fresh fruit and veggies, but they were very nasty. I think that I might have gotten there too early. Then I was going to grab some chips to go with my burgers. $9.00 for a bag of chips? Is Lay's serious? To get ONE bag of chips a minimum wage worker has to work more than one hour. I double checked the price when I got back to Love's. Yep, they are the same. This is not inflation, this is highway robbery. I will not be eating chips any time soon.
I got back to the truck with my goodies, then it was time for a nice hot shower. I took one full hour and enjoyed the very hot water and some exfoliation. It has been a while. I looked like a lobster, but it felt great. And I got to shave the old face and dome. Woo hoo.
Then it was noonish and time for food. I tried out the Old Town Mexican place across the street, and it was pretty good. A pit pricey because, and they have this in the window, their supplier costs went up so they added $1 to every menu item. Oye. But still, I think it was worth it.
Since I did not have a plan, I figured that I would slow roll the day so that I did not wind up sitting on my butt staring all day. I figured that I got my exercise with my 1.5 mile walk to Walmart, so that was checked off my daily list. I spent one hour on Ancient, mostly reviewing pages, and then one hour on The Awakening writing the rest of the outline. It is coming together. Two hours on Yoga, again with review and some well needed stretching. Then the big concession, I did a three hour meditation with a list of brain issues that have been piling up. Colorado, work, school, alternate education, life in general, etc. I have not done a transcendental meditation in ages. It was long overdue and came out really well. I feel clarified, centered and balanced. I hope it holds for a bit. Once that was done, I figured it was break time. I watched the movies Oxygen and Amelie, both in French. Then I read Don't Be Scared! - N'aie pas peur a French children's book. I was going to call it a day with the brain stuff, but then I jumped into my ethics course and got my second discussion out of the way and set up my paper for the week. I also found out that Bart Eliz is going to be my instructor for my next course. I have had him before and like him. I finished up the brain work with a couple out of series art videos then some ethical hacking (bitcoin basics). Then it was time to relax.
Relaxation steered me toward watching my current series, but I put that to the side. Instead, I re-read my own works and gathered everything into a viable, usable directory so that I can find things more quickly. I double checked and modified some of the story boards and storylines and ....are you ready for it???? I DELETED 22 stories that just do not work. Yes folks, I deleted things that I have been sitting on for decades. I read my outlines, considered the story, which were 21 short stories and a novel, and after much consideration, removed from because they were silly, don't work, or simply were boring as hell. And YES, I understand that sometimes silly has a place. But not here. They were too far to the left, to the right, or off the cliff to be of interest. So buh bye. And then the day was at an end.
Starting out strong
I am back on the road. I hit the road at exactly the 34-hour mark and started out strong. It was a straight run up to the St. Louis area to Belleville, IL to drop off at International paper. What a fiasco that was. 13 docks, one operational, one person running them. The docks were built ages ago when there were nothing but 45 foot cab-over trucks. I practically had to grease the truck to fit in there. But I got in, got unloaded and got out, and it only took four hours. I was pre assigned in Madison picking up animal feed heading down to Kentucky. I had to really push it to make it to the shipper before 3:30pm. I got through the gate about 15 minutes early. And they were fast and had an onsite scale, so I loaded, scaled, and set down at the Pilot across from the St. Louis raceway. I remember this place. This is where I was coming when I was working that power plant project with Mid-south Environmental. The landfill is right across the street. Hmmm. And tomorrow, just a six hour jaunt into Kentucky and then who knows where.
I got myself into motion right on time and ran straight on through. I am in a positive state of mind right now, and I am hoping it will hold. I spent a lot of time over the past day or so cleaning out my digital life. I cleared out more than 20 old stories that I will never touch, thousands of back-stocked photographs that I was saving for a rainy day, and about two dozen book marks that I was going to check into later. Later has come, I have checked them, and many are gone. I fired up the new game Geogussr, offered by Laura, and it is kinda cute. I did pretty well on the first round, getting within a couple miles on 4 out of 5. Some of them are really difficult in world-view mode. They gave me a neighborhood street in Belgium with no distinctive markings no matter what way I walked. But it is still fun.
When I loaded up with the animal food, I was running low on time. I could have used the sleeper berth option, but I did not think of it. So I had to shut down. I hit the Pilot right around the corner instead of braving to find a Love's while running critical on time. But it was okay. They had a Taco-bell. Luckily, I remembered my last experience with the bell and decided to eat my pork. It was good. Then it was time to put on some nice meditation music and sleep off to sleep. I am going to leave all the brainy stuff for the morning.
Kentucky, Get it?
Off to the races. The Kentucky Derby. Yeah, that's a thing. Okay, so here we go. Into Kentucky. A nice six hour drive into Danville, KY and got hit with the first obstacle of the day. BOTH GPS took me the wrong way. They took me into the small town, around a corner and down a road that did not exist. Luckily, there was a nice railroad employee that explained that a road had been removed and the GPS were never updated. That was from a year ago. So I had to do an awkward turn around, and go find the right way in. That was annoying. But I got into the dock, got unloaded quickly and was on down the road to Glasgow. Then things got interesting, for lack of a better word.
At 3A Composite, none of my pickup numbers worked. I spent close to two hours trying to figure out the problem before I gave up and left the site. Turns out that it was a clerical error, but it wasted almost four hours, two drive and two sitting around waiting to get answers. But they finally figured it out and pulled the load. Oye. I was pre-assigned before I went to sleep, but I am not going to fret over it. An 80 mile drive into Louisville for a delivery right around the corner from the Kirkland yard. I will worry about that tomorrow.
I have some personal and family issues going on right now that I am not going to give to the public. Suffice it to say that it brought my personal character under attack from the self. I am not proud of my reaction to the situation and I have to get myself back to center and stop being so self-absorbed. Yeah, that will work. Now I just have to do it. I got to Horse Cave KY and got to watch the angry people because all the pumps were shut down and they were tossing their weight around, like there was something that the Love's employees could do when there was no fuel. I got my dinner, some goulash, and relaxed, watching a sitcom that I could not remembered 10 minutes after I turned it off. Then it was time for some meditation and self-reflection, leading to the self-dislike that I mentioned above. I was not feeling well, so I took off to bed early, counting on tomorrow to be another day. I did check my grades for Arizona Global, and I am back over a 97 for the course. And I checked my next course, that will begin on 8/2/22. All good and right on track.
Very annoying
I ran my ass off today. I started out hitting the Kirkland yard to pick up a trailer headed over to Old Town Louisville. It was a load of hay for a supplier for the racetrack. It was interesting to watch them unload it, because I have never seen it done. They even cleaned out the trailer for me when they were done. Not a terrible time. Then I was sent over to Westrock and things got interesting. I got checked in and then into the dock when they pulled the load from me for a shorter load, but higher priority. After some wheeling and dealing, I agreed to finish loading Westrock, take it back over to Kirkland, pick up the trailer that I dropped and then head over to the Airport to pick up the hot load. All-in-all, the day was about 13 hours long, and I did not travel far, but I got a lot done. Let's see how they compensate me for this bull. I wound up pushing it and shutting down in Columbia, TN. I have actually been here before. They are still doing construction on the onramp that they were doing more than a year ago. Oye. Not really a fan of this Love's, but there was a parking space and it was quiet for the most part.
Nope, still rocking a negative mood, but not nearly as bad as it has been. Work was a bit rough and then I shut down in Columbia. I really wanted to get a Salad so that I would have lettuce for my hamburgers. No dice, this place is seriously understaffed and not really well run. But such is life right now. I made my burgers with some fried onion and macaroni and potato salad and then checked school and a few other things. I put in about 10 applications through Linked-in and zip recruiter, just keeping my options open. I got one response from Colorado Springs as a consultant for the FBI (yep, that FBI). That would be pretty cool. But there are thousands of applicants for things like that.
I got into bed early because I was not really feeling well. I did not set the bunk AC properly and woke up roasting. But I got it figured out and set right, then it was off for some decent sleep.
Now we are talking
Okay folks, this is the way that it is supposed to work. I rolled into McCalla, AL and swapped trailers. I was in and out of there in about 30 minutes with no problems at all. I had to clean out the trailer that I picked up, because there was all kinds of junk in it, but it went like clockwork. I headed over to Decatur to the Smuckers plant, a location that I really dislike, but that too, went like clockwork. In and out and even balanced, first time across the company scales. Then it was up the road toward my planned shutdown somewhere in Kentucky. With the help of Laura, I remembered that massive rest area just North of Horse Cave, KY and ran like the wind. I made it with about 30 minutes to spare on my timers. Not a terrible day. I did find out that this load of pet food does not drop off until after midnight on Monday, but I can deal with it.
I got an early start this morning. Twice last night I set the bunk AC wrong and woke up hot as hell. Either that, or gremlins are messing with my truck. But I got a decent night sleep and was up and in motion first thing. I did my email catch-up after I got coffee and tea, and then did my French while my breakfast was cooking. I use my French to gauge how attune my brain is. Today, not so much. I was missing little things that I know that I know. But that is okay. I am allowed an off day now and then. On Monday, if I don't miss any days for two more, I will have hit the French for 90 days in a row. Woo hoo. C'est l'heure de fêter ça (Time to celebrate).
The work day was good, the personal day was not. I was driving all day after getting up a bit late, and rolling my latest Donaldson book in the background, and I hit Horse Cave, exhausted. I figured that I would fall right to sleep after dinner. I had sausage and noodles, then settled in to sleep. But I woke up every 15-30 minutes all night with very weird dreams from feral monkeys to being pistol whipped by a Southern sheriff for commenting on the nipples of a young Helen Slater. I have not even watched any of her stuff in ages. I have no ideas where these came from, but they kept waking me up.
Some drunk girls whacked a truck parked next to me and put a hole in it. It was a bit of a nightmare because it was a hazmat truck and carrying a inhalation hazard. I woke up to MOVE MOVE MOVE and pounding. I moved. But then it was time to go back to work. Not exactly a restful night. Hopefully tomorrow will be a bit better. I still have to get my paper done for school. Sigh.
Uneventful
Even though I was tired as hell, I pushed onward. It was chilly, overcast and rainy, but I forged onward, all the way to Demotte, IL. I shut down there and was going to walk across the street to the TA for food, then figured it would be better not to. I was way too tired. I have a pre-assignment heading out to Maryland after I drop in University City in the morning. I figure I will grab a couple extra hours, and then see if I can get things all in a line for the morning. With luck, I will head out about 300am and things will go well.
I really thought that today was going to give me a hard time with being tired, little sleep, and the rain. But it was not too bad. I got up a bit too late to do my daily stuff, but I ran right through with only one stop for coffee and such. After I hit Demotte, I took a one hour nap and then worked on school. I got my paper done, and then did the rest of my daily stuff. I almost forgot to do my French, but that is out of the way now. See, that will teach me to brag about it like I did yesterday. I almost missed it. I looked, figured, then re-figured my time. I should be good to go if I get out of here between 200 and 300 in the morning. I have to drop off at the logistics center, and then head to the Markham Terminal. That might mean that I don't need an empty if they don't have one. That would be nice. The only thing that I did not get to do is writing. But since I am now ahead on everything for the morning, if I get up on time, and I am able to grab a shower with time left over, all that I will have to do is my French for the morning and then some writing. That would be nice.
Supposed to be easy
I rolled the final miles into University Park, IL and was able to get dropped without issues. Then the fun began. I had to head to the Markham Terminal, which is like extreme driving because there are no legitimate GPS routes to the terminal. All routes take you in the back entrance which does not exist. I was able to get there, then went looking for my trailer. I found it out back. Something did not seem right, so I checked with the shop. Sure enough, it is out of service for a DOT inspection and an ABS light. I asked them to put me on the Contact when complete list and they told me that they don't do that. They update the status in the computer when it is complete and you have to mind-meld with the electronic universe to find out that it is done. That does not sound like an effective way to do things, especially on a HOT load. But who am I to question the operations of the shop. (okay, usually the first one - but still.) I will have to remember to bring this up to operations next time I am through Tunnel Hill. Looks like a broken process to me.
Since I was sitting, I jumped over to the professional development site and took the new course from the FBI, Run, Hide, Fight which is the basics of active shooter survival. The fact that we, as a company, need to give this information says a lot about the state of the world. It is a very basic course, but it has some good information for those that want to be prepared. I think that the best piece of advice that the course offers is that if you have to fight, and are left with no options, then DO NOT FIGHT FAIR.
I finally got a new assignment to pick up a trailer off the yard and take it over to Milwaukee, WI. It was an order for Westrock, so It was big old rolls of paper. Except for some nasty construction that closed route 100 right near the plant, it was a routine run, and they got me unloaded quickly. Of course, they let me stand there ignored for almost 30 minutes before they unloaded me, but you can't have everything. I received a pre-assignment and then dispatch, but it was really iffy. I simply don't have enough time to get to Green Bay, WI, pick up there, and then make it down to Neeleys Landing, MO before I run out of 70. I am about an hour and a half short, and that is if everything goes perfectly. I let operations know, and then headed North, shutting down in Sheboygan, WI. I finally had to call back in, and as expected, they pulled that load from me because it is Proctor and Gamble and must deliver on time. I guess I will find out on the morning what is going on.
I have been in a foul mood for a couple of days. This morning, after a good night of rest, I got my ass into motion and started the day with a bit of gusto. I got exercise and meditation, Yoga and a long hot shower, and then worked on the old brain. I got done my lessons for school, my French, and my art classes. I have progressed with the art beyond the basic 12 lessons and I am into the more complex lessons, ready to start creating. I worked on The Awakening and had some fun with my priest that is going to take on the burden of knowledge about the origins of man and the misinformation of the current belief. I had some real fun with it and added some humor, something that was lacking in the original. I think that starting out with the passing of the torch for the knowledge is better than the original prolog of the Garden and the removal of Lilith. Instead, I am using FLASHBACK to tell that story in chunks. It is working out much better. Once I finish the first chapter, I am going to send it over to the wife to see what she things. Since it is fantasy and not horror, I think that she will be okay with it. And since she has no qualms about telling me the truth, I think that she will be my best judge. And NO, don't send me email trying to get me to send it to you. Nope, you don't get it. But I am working hard on it, and with a bit of luck, it will soon be available on Amazon. It's about time!
Work was intense as you can see above. And I shut down in Sheboygan and then ate one of my final meals that I have available. Getting tight here. But I hit a mental snag. I saw a post on Facebook about a company that needs a CDL driver for local work. Turns out it was Drew from Memphis Tree Service. I called and talked to him, and it is one hell of a potential opportunity. But I keep drifting back to when I left Organix to go to MSES. That looked really good too, and then it wasn't. I just can't get into a mental position to make decisions right now. The personal issues that I mentioned a few days ago have compounded, and though I am due home in about four days, I may have to limit that home time or skip it all together. And it is really sending me down the emotional and mental rabbit hole. I ate dinner and then jumped in the bunk, things will be brighter in the morning.
Wisconsin. Cheese. Get it?
I woke up to a new preassignment about two hours from me in Melrose Park, WI and timed it to get there right on time. Luckily, I always build in a bit of a buffer, about 30 minutes. I needed it. There is a very weird turn that makes you make a right to go left and then take a turn that I could not make in the Jeep, let alone a truck. Thankfully, I could see the turn before I made it and went around the five mile block. And the dock was a nightmare. It was inside a building on a heavily used street, with people with no patience or senses of humor. I have not taken 30 minutes to get into a dock in a very long time. They were really nice, but the site is a mess. I got loaded up, checked my time, and started a mad dash toward Little Rock, AR. I shut down in Ina, IN at the Love's with about three hours left on my 70 hour timer. Now the fun begins. I don't pick up any time at midnight tonight, so I am down for about 26 hours and then I have to run hard to get into the dock in Little Rock, then find out if they are going to micro-load me, or send me right home a day early. If they send me home a day early, I am not going home, I will be in the terminal. I will do my Monday stuff, like prep and clean the truck, do laundry, etc. I may even run over and get my physical, depending on when I get there. We shall see.
Ina, IN is horrible. They have no columbian coffee, a dank and nasty McDonalds, no iced tea and grumpy people. But I will be in the truck, so I can deal. I am still in a bit of a negative mood, but I am trying to work through that. As such, I am treating the next day as a mini-break with a round-robin and a microlist. I am not sure how that will work out, but I am going to try. I am stressed out a bit. Too many choices, things to do, lack-of-drive, etc. I have prepped for tomorrow. I have one good meal left, and then I am on cans, and I have my creative stuff all lined up. I am over 90 days on my French now, and I beginning to understand the French movies and stuff that I am watching. Kinda cool. I have no idea when I will ever use the language, but I am almost to a point where I can say that I am bi-lingual. Fun times.
Oh look, I am perty! I have not put a photo up in a while, so I figured that I could pull an old one and do some editing. This is what I look like as a super model. Be afraid folks, be very afraid.
It is almost time to head home. There is no work block today because I was stuck on a 26 hour Dwell in Ina, IL, with only three hours left on my 70 hour clock, and six hour to my drop location. I had to wait until close to midnight to drive so that I did not run out of time. I tried to make use of the time well.
I have admitted that my mental state has pretty much been stressed lately. I did my best to combat that today. This included NOT listening to the news, because it is just irking me off. But I did jump into school and get two discussions done and worked on my paper for the week. I will update that a bit more later in this post. I did my French, and that puts me over the three month mark, and I did some of my art classes. I went over some of my ethical hacking, and did a LOT of reading, mostly for the end of my ethics course, and my next course in Constitutional law. I watched a movie, but it was background noise and I can't even remember what it was. And the rest of the time I kept some uplifting and relaxing music going. I did about 12 Yoga poses, and three hours meditation / exercise. For now, it has me back close to center, I just hope it holds.
Been a while
I have not done a wild rant in a while, so there is no time like the present. I target the huddled masses with this one. Even though it is out of character for me, I have been sitting on the sidelines and watching instead of jumping into the fray on the political and Fact based posts on social media. I mean, I know it has been happening for a very long time, but exactly how gullible are people now days? I have seen posts recently that will state facts and statistics that stager the mind. My three favorites are about abortion, immigration, and safe gun use. In the abortion post, from a quoted reliable source, every three seconds a baby is murdered by abortion in America. since there are 3.154e+7 (31,536,000) seconds in a year, which means that there are 10,512,000 abortions performed annually in America. Just to put that into context, the current U.S. population is 332,403,650. And as of 2019, there are an average of 3,747,455 babies BORN annually. I guess they use NEW MATH to figure their assumptions.
On to immigration. I am a truck driver and I have driven the southern border. According to (right) sources, there are at least 20,000 illegal immigrants flowing over the Southern Border daily. I don't know how many of you have visited the southern border, but you can toss a stone from one border crossing agent to another. With this many people flowing over the border daily, I guess these professionals are incompetent. That is 7,300,000 people entering this country across the Southern Border annually. Think about this.
As for the legal and ethical use of guns to stop crimes. This one is funny. According to recent posts, more than 15,000 violent crimes are STOPPED by legal gun owners DAILY. That means that annually, 5,475,000 crimes are stopped by those that hold legal firearms. According to the FBI, there were 10,085,210 violent crimes in 2021, which means that half of those were prevented by legal gun ownership. And yet, the only thing you ever see is .... Well, I will stop there.
What does all this mean?
What this means is that someone is fibbing. These numbers do not work out if you are a thinking person and those that stop, and pay attention, understand that one side of the fence is doing nothing more than fear-mongering to make themselves look better, even though they do not have any answers to solve these horrible numbers. END RAND
Okay, that was fun. We have become a society of sheep that think that they believe everything they read. At least until we stop and think about it. But now, what am I up to?
Ancient I continue to work on Ancient and it is coming along, even though it is slowly. I am working on the Astrology information now, and most of it is out of date, so that is close to 1000 pages to be rewritten. It is taking a while.
The Writing
I continue to work my writing every day and it is coming along. The most exciting thing is that I finally have a bead on The Awakening and since I removed the prolog and changed it to flashbacks, it is looking a lot better. I am almost ready to share chapter one with a few people to see what they think. The other writing projects are slow and sure.
French
The French is coming along well. I just passed the 90 day way point and I am going strong. I am gaining a grasp on the language, even though I have no idea what I will do with it.
I think that is enough for now. I am still working on my ethics course for criminal justice and doing my art lessons once a day. I have an interview with Memphis Tree while I am on home time, and I am not sure what I am going to do about that. We shall see. So for now, I will see you on the flip-side.
Headed Home
The work day was not bad at all. A bit annoying, but nothing terrible. I headed out at midnight and hit the receiver right on time. I got there right after they opened and they had me unloaded in 30 minutes. I hit the Love's in North Little Rock and took a nap while they tried to figure out what to do with me. The endgame was that I headed to the terminal. They were going to send me after a load in West Memphis, AR, but I never would have made it. I would have run out of time in the dock, which would have been okay because I am not due in Olive Branch until tomorrow, but they do not allow break on site. So home I went.
I got to the yard, emptied the truck and headed home. I took the day to relax for the most part, because I am a day early. Very uneventful.
That was annoying
I set up an appointment last night to get my physical done at a place called OnPoint primary and urgent care. I checked in online and I was at their doorstep when they opened. Surprise, they don't have a person on staff that can do DOT physicals, at least not today. So I have an appointment for Sunday in Cordova. Inconvenient, but I will deal.
Today was a cooking day. I spent the entire day when I got back to the house, cooking. That lasted until I went to bed, and I still have to make my chicken. I made Red beans and rice, Hot Sausage, Pork Tenderloin, Tilapia, Goulash, Meat Sauce and Shrimp with Lemon and pepper. Not a bad mix, plus I have a tub of Bar-B-Que pork. Right now, I have a total of 32 meals, plus the chicken. I will shell out the missing two or so with meatballs, and I will be good for my next tour. It was a boring day mostly. I got some time with the family and watched Bill and Ted. A calm day.
Home - work
The work for today was prep for going back on Monday. I double checked my meals, got my laundry done and folded, and went through my truck stuff. I am ready to roll after I get my DOT physical tomorrow.
It was a hard working home day, well, compared to sitting in the truck. I finished up school for the week and will be going into the last week starting Monday. I finished up my cooking, and my truck stuff. I finished all my digital stuff. Then I went outside and attacked teh small jungle that was trying to take over the front yard. All pretty good.
Laura is working but this cat does not get to play. I started shoring up the stuff for while I am on the road and getting everything doublechecked and in order. That includes my reading material, the stuff that stops me from getting bored, my writting, and my art stuff.
The big accomplishment for the day was getting the frame of the garage done. I have been trying to get that done the past few times home, and it just has not worked out. But it is done now, and ready to paint. I have on emore day off and then it is back to work. Tomorrow, I have my DOT physical, and I am supposed to meet with Drew of Memphis Tree about a potential job. ah life.
Poke me Doc
I had my DOT physical today and did pretty well. I forgot to put on my glasses during the eye test and still passed. Isn't that a pip? I still have to wear them while I drive, but it is good to know that they are improving. I used OnPoint care this time through and they were not bad. They were a little late in opening, but they were all very nice and professional, so I can forgive them seven minutes. But that is done, and they gave me a two-year certificate, probably because my blood pressure is well under control now. Woo hoo.
The morning was uneventful. I finished up my data transfers and have plenty to read, watch and listen to for the next few weeks. I double checked the road stuff, and I think that I am all good and ready to roll. I updated the muse and made sure I have everything that I need, including an agenda and plan to get some writing and drawing done. All a good thing.
Into the afternoon and evening was okay. I finally got together with Drew over at Memphis Tree, and things are a bit off-kilter. He has a good, profitable business, and it just needs a bit of control and tweaking. But I am not really sure if I am ready to jump ship with Variant for numerous reasons. Mostly the education and portability of the job with Colorado looming. I will figure it out. After that, it was home to some family time and then a dinner of a big old plate of Nachos....yummm. I am so not ready to go back on the road, but I will hunker down and make myself ready. Tomorrow morning, I have to pack up the rest of my stuff before Laura gets up, and then we will be off to the races once she is ready to roll.
I had to renew the websites this weekend, and as a present, I was able to pick up the .NET version of Ancient Pathway. That has been unavailable for more than a decade, now it is mine. I have a good template for it, and it is going to be my photography portfolio. More to come on that later.
The old trailer chase
I was on the truck and ready to roll by 0800 hours. I even had all my food put away and everything else stowed. At 0900, I sent a request for a trailer because the one they sent me at midnight was not on the Olive Branch yard. I waited two hours and was assigned the same trailer. I drove the yard, starting my clock, and found the trailer. It had been parked in the training area with a Swift Enterprises truck attached, that passed it off to a white USX Trainer truck. Lost that one. Then I was sent to the Olive Branch food bank to retrieve a trailer. Jamie helped me figure out that the trailer was tracking 130 miles away in Hurricane Mills. That means that the planner did not track the trailer before they sent me for it. No Go on that one. Then They sent me over to Malone Avenue in Memphis to the Amazon Off-site drop yard. That was not where this was. It was the Assured Secure parking facility. The trailer was there. However, it was dropped off by a company called GM XPO and they are the only ones that can release the trailer. No Go again. Finally, I was sent 160 miles away to a Dollar Tree store in Beebe AR. No trailer there, but I accidentally found it on a paid Exxon drop lot a few blocks away. I have to wait until morning to get a resolution. What a waste of a day.
This is not the best way to come off of home time. Running around for work all day and getting nothing done. I finally set down in the Exxon that has the missing trailer and talked to Sam and Mattie, the two young ladies running the location. They said that the trailer has been here for a very long time. They are not sure how long. I would, of course, have to speak to the day manager to get a resolution. I was mentally and physically exhausted so I just went to sleep. I did not even eat my yummy dinner that I had planned.
On home time, I did an excellent job with the meals. And they fit perfectly in the truck with no overflow or gaps. Pretty impressive, I think that I finally got it right. Except for one small problem. I forgot to label anything, so for the next month and a half, every meal will be pot luck. Isn't that special? I actually find it kind of funny. Unusually, I mix things up when I stock the freezer and I pull the next five at a time. Now I can just pull random and every day will be a surprise.
Negotiations
I started the day by coming out of the gate strong. I talked to the manager of Exxon and we figured that this trailer has been sitting here for a very long time. They were assuming it was abandoned and still deciding what to do. It is expensive to have these things towed, especially if you don't know if you are going to get anything in the end. So I negotiated the manager down to $0 as long as I remove the trailer and because I like cats (weird huh?). That was the first annoyance. Then I looked in the back of the unit. About 50 plastic Pepsi holders, two pallets, trash, some full water bottles, and seven roller sets used for offloading. Isn't that special. There was also a paddle style load lock. What a start to the day. The resolution was that I had to take the trailer 160 miles back to Olive Branch where the shop told me to just drop (the trailer) on the lot. Yeah, not going to happen. They eventually pointed to the dumpster and I emptied it myself. It took about an hour. Before I moved it this morning, the owner of the Exxon helped me remove the skunks without getting sprayed. They like tuna, ain't that a pip?
Once I got the trailer empty, it was time to roll to Dumas. And this is why I check Technology. The truck GPS had me about 350 miles and close to eight hours from my pickup when I left Olive Branch. That did not make sense, so I popped the address into my GPS. Only about 130 miles away. And I could not get the tablet to reset. It was still showing me 270 miles away when I pulled into the shipper. Weird. But I got loaded down with the kitty food and headed toward Georgia. I made it all the way to a little Pilot in Winona, MS about seven hours from the drop.
I started out on day 97 of my French and did pretty well. I had a good breakfast including hash, a muffin, fruit and cheese. I did the above negotiations and then hunkered down to get things done. I updated my journals and blogs, did a bit of work on Ancient and Ancient.net while I was waiting on hold and handled some problems with Michael, my new mentee. He had some really basic questions about the tablet. Those can be really intense if you don't pay strict attention in orientation. A lot of information in a little bit of time. I get those questions a lot. I took almost 20 calls from him today and they never did get him rolling. I called Chris, and Chris, the mentor advisor and one of my ops specialists and no one could get him in motion out of South Carolina. Weird. He finally went home, which was right next to where he had the truck. So we shall see what tomorrow brings.
I have not been a bum. I am still working on my art and keeping up with my French. I am working on Ancient and AncientNET and my writing. SO I am keeping busy and feeling pretty good about it. This is the last week of my Criminal Justice Ethics course and then I have to do a class on Constitutional Law. Fun times. But it is coming along well. It is just good to be in motion again. Tomorrow is another day.
Let's kick this pig
It was a hard run, but I rolled from Mississippi to Macon, GA non-stop and made it to Tractor Supply with moments to spare on my eight-hour. Of course, they did not have a trailer, but that is okay, because my next run is out of Ellenwood, GA, the Terminal and it is a terminal transfer. When I dropped in Macon, I noticed that my tire was very low. Since it was 100 pounds when I did my pre-trip, that says something is not right. Called it in and got a service truck. The guy was fast. He barely jacked up the truck and had the tire changed in under 10 minutes from getting onsite. Then it was off to Ellenwood. I met up with Michael, my new Mentee and walked him through some things. His load was FUBAR again, but we found him an empty and it is all good. He is ready to roll for the morning. I found my trailer in a mechanic bay, but they say it will be out by morning. Here is hoping.
I am only three days out of home and I am already doing the grumpy cat thing. As of tomorrow morning, day four of the work week, I am sitting at about 600 miles. That is not acceptable, but appears to be the normal right now. It makes me grumpy. After I talked to Michael, I ate dinner and did some reading for school. I got my two discussion groups caught up, and all that remains is my responses and my final paper. Woo hoo. I did work on Ancient and AncientNET, finished Covenent-All things, and then went to bed. All in all a frustrating but better day. Tomorrow is another day.
To the land of the Lau
First things first, the trailer was out of the shop, and it has bills of lading. A good way to start the day. I hooked up and headed for my live unload over at Kellogg. Oops, it was not a live, so I got to do a quick drop and hook. They actually had a trailer and I was on down the road, back to Atlanta to deal with Saddle Creek. Oye, I forgot about this place. It is busy as hell, has horrible operating procedures and is really crowded. But I got in, got the trailer in a door, and took a nap. It took about three hours to get me loaded up and I hit Hogansville, GA to scale. That was nightmare. Not only is it small and cramped, but they are doing construction and cleaning the fuel lanes. It took me close to 90 minutes to get in an out of there. But it is all good. I got fuel while I was there and then I was back on the road with only some minor adjustments to the load. Did you know people are rude? Who would have known. But that is just a reflection on the drivers in Hogansville, they just SUCKED. I got into Alabama and set down in Castleberry at a Love's I had never been to before. The place is GIANT. Of course, that gives Internet issues, but I have my personal connection (Thank you to the wife for that) and I got a good meal of BBQ and a salad. All good.
I got my butt out of the bunk, even though I did not want to. I checked email, got my exercise and yoga done, then a good jaunt of meditation. The grumpy cat persists, but at least I have him on a leash. Even with the grumpy cat, I did pretty well at keeping my cool. In the distributor, people were acting like asses, and I did not have to stop and count to 10, not even once. I just smiled and looked them in the eye (and of course pictured them buried to their necks in sand while fire ants advanced on them).
I realized that tomorrow is the first day of my new class. It is going to suck because it is Constitutional Law and the Courts. But I know the professor so it should be okay. I don't think it will be a problem.
I have been back on the road for almost a week now, and I have been riding the grumpy cat, but it also means that I have not been driven to get things accomplished. But today, I got a bunch of Ancient done, advanced the .NET project, re-read and prepped for the next section of the Awakening, added another mini story to the 13 story collection, did some drawing lessons, watched a cartoon, and played the sax. All in all, I am counting it a good day, even though the mood is negative, the actions are positive. I am about to journey into a weekend, and I will be down in Cajun country, so I am unsure how things are going to work from here. I have my fingers crossed.
Not the best start
I was up and raring to go and squeezed in everything that I wanted to do. I got my pre-trip out of the way, and was ready to roll. I made it 10 feet and then the recap on one of the trailer tires gave way. Sigh. Of course, there is a very long wait for Love's service, so I had to wait for the service center to send a repair truck. Luckily, I have until midnight to get this to Robert, LA.
I set down in Love's whenever I can. This is because I get free coffee and tea, free showers, and usually pretty good Wi-Fi. But there is one thing that I don't like about them. Because most of their stores have a repair center, no other service providers are allowed on their lot. This is true even if there is a long wait for service. This morning, they told my service center that the wait was about four hours. It was actually closer to seven. So I had to move across the street to the Shell parking lot for service. This is a greed-grab for Love's. If they can do the repair, they don't want to lose the money, even if they have to make a driver wait for hours for service. This is not a customer-centric policy and it is something that they should address. I agree, that if they have a technician available, they should be able to do the repair, even though they may be a bit more pricey. But if they are unable to get the repair done in a timely manner, they should give it up and let other providers do their jobs and keep America Rolling.
I made it into Robert, LA and got dropped at the Walmart DC. Of course, there were no empty trailers available. Being a Friday and an evening, I was ready to be given the run-around for hours, if not days. But that did not happen. Operations sent me to Slidell, LA to the Home Depot store to get a trailer. Long story short, the trailer had been a live-unload but was dropped instead because the driver was late. Sadly, the dock team had not had the time to unload it. However, the store manager, without me asking, said that I could break on site and get the trailer when it was done. Worked for me. I set myself off duty and let Ops know what was going on.
I did not waste my downtime while I was waiting for service. I did a bit on my paper and set up my new course.It was something that I had planned for tonight or tomorrow, so a bit of time saved. Woo hoo. Unfortunately, my mood hampered my creativity. I have had more than 20 wasted hours this week. That is a potential for at least 1000 missed miles. It is getting on my nerves.
Time is a fickle thing. There was no way that I could sleep comfortably because when I am in a public space like Home Depot, there is way too much going on around me for me to get comfortable. Funny that I can get comfortable in a truck stop, but not a public space. I am sure that there is some psychology at work there. Anyway. I took a look at my google map and could see that there was stuff nearby. There was a Walmart, but I am pretty much stocked up on everything I need for right now. I could have picked up some potato and macaroni salad, but that is about it, so I decided against it. But I did treat myself. In the Walmart Parking lot was a Starbucks. So I got myself a Mocha and settled in. Since I was going to be unable to sleep, I chose long-term transcendental meditation. It is not a replacement for sleep, but can help in the short term. I was there about 12 hours, when I got up the trailer was ready and unlocked, and I was down the road. But time, time is a fickle thing as I pointed out because with all that stagnant time, and things pending like my final paper, I got little done. But there is always tomorrow.
Roll Baby Roll
I can use the word "roll" in two ways here. First, I was up and in motion nice and early. The trailer was actually ready before midnight, but they had no problem with me staying on the property, so instead of starting my timer without an assignment, I jumped into the sleeper. I got into motion around 0400 hours and had a preplan. Into Bogulsa to the mill to grab some paper. That is the other "roll". These are big rolls of paper that are used to make boxes and such. They are heavy heavy heavy. In fact, this load was too heavy. They have an on-site scale, and I was 560 pound overweight. Back to the mill I go to get re-worked. It only took them about an hour to get a roll removed and I was on down the road, headed toward Illinois. I did this run right before my last hometime, and I was pretty excited when I saw that I was going to Belleville, IL. But alas, It is the wrong thought. The paper company that I am going to is the nightmare on Otto street that has no place to turn around, not the one out in the boondocks like I thought it was. But that is okay, I did it before, I will do it again. Here I come you 45 foot inside docks. Get out the Vaseline!
I got to take about an 18 hour break instead of a 10 hour break in Blytheville, AR because of the way that this run is scheduled. I know from last time into Belleville, IL that I cannot deliver early and they have no place to shut down nearby, so I have to time this right. I took advantage of the time. After a hard push into Blytheville, I managed to shut down at a Love's. I could have pushed on a bit more, but why? I looked at the time that I could use as break and decided on a split shift sleep. I would sleep, do stuff, sleep. that worked for me because I have been feeling a bit under the weather, physically and emotionally. I could use intentional sleep. So away we go. I got five hours of sleep, then got up and put my shoulder to the wheel. I got my final paper done for Ethics, got my discussion groups done, and double checked everything. That class is done now. I can concentrate on the next, boring one. I got email caught up, cleared out some old mentee information, and got the blogs updated. I set up the August blog and did my French. I got my art lessons and photoshop lessons done, and then, just for good measure, did an anti-hacking course over at E-hacking. So I am counting it as time well spent.
Okay, if Morpheus is not your thing, we can use Hypnos, but I like Morpheus. Anyway, before I slipped off to sleep, I got out my day planner and set up August, and I pulled all my creative works and put them in a bundle (digitally of course) with The Awakening on top. I just don't give those ladies enough love right now, so I am going to fix that on my upcoming break. If I keep writing at this pace, that story will be done about 200 years after I am in the ground. So I am roaring to go on it. I did change the batteries on my voice recorder, duh, I have been doing all kinds of dictating while I am driving and the batteries have been dead for at least three days. And dumb dumb that I am, I have gotten so used to recording while I drive, transcribing on break, that I have not even checked the damn thing. Grrr. Luckily, not a lot has been put on there that matters in the past few days. Oye.
When I drop this load at International Paper tomorrow, I will be down to about eight hours left on my 70 hour clock. I do not pick up any more time until seven hours on Tuesday. So there is a good chance I will be doing the break thing near St. Louis. We shall see. But I am going to do my best to take advantage of the downtime. I have a lot on my list that I want to get done. And now, I have written it down in my day planner, so it is checkboxes. Gods help me.
International Paper
A five hour roll into International Paper in Belleville, IL to one of the worst docks I have seen yet. You have to back in from the street, about 100 yards, around a corner, then around another corner into an angled dock. It took me close to 20 minutes. I have not taken that long getting into a dock in about 10 years. But the unload was fast and I was down the road to set down in New Baden, IL until tomorrow morning before a jaunt to Georgia.
I got a split sleep on purpose last night and it worked out pretty well. I got a lot done, took a four hour nap, for a total of eight hours, and then I was on down the road. I dealt with the hell dock and then headed to the Love's in New Baden, IL for an extended break because of my 70 hour, hours of service limitations and a delayed pickup for tomorrow morning at 1100am. I was ready for a 34-hour reset, but that is not in the stars right now. So I settled in, got a super expensive salad ($7.06) and ate the last of my Barbeque. Not a terrible dinner. I have been feeling very volatile lately, so I figured I would eat, put on a movie with explosions and relax before I knocked a few things out. I found out that Hulu is now carrying Natural Born Killers. It is a movie that no one that I know likes, so that went on in the background. It did a pretty good job at dispelling the inner bang bang and pacified the grumpy cat for now. I really dislike that movie, but it was just what I needed. Since there is no real storyline and A Clockwork Orange is not available, it fit the bill.
So, what to do with the rest of my time? Not really a hard choice. I tightened up the blogs, as you can see here and will see tomorrow, got my monthly stuff like capturing my map locations from July for the top of the August page, adjusting my TV to play YouTube properly, fleshing out the new course and a whole bunch of other stuff. Most of that, you will see in the monthly state of ME thing tomorrow. At least I am not wasting the downtime by brooding. Yeah for me.