Alarm going off at 3 am. Uugghhhh.  Time to make the donuts?  Nope, time to get down the road.   Greg is awake since he got to sleep early.   I’m dragging behind because I read too late.   Caught up in a J. D. Robb In Death book.   

DG:  So glad she has time to read, knit and crochet. Me, I drive. Annie has added a few more titles to her name. Besides navigator she is also entertainment coordinator, chief cook with no bottles to wash chef de jur ala microwave, pet sitter, head nurse, spiritual counselor, truck psychologist, and with the newly acquired fly squatter, chief exterminator and disciplinarian. Needless to say I am watching my P’s and Q’s more closely these days. Those things can sting. 

So we get to our unload and they unload us.  Pretty quickly and in their effort to keep us moving dispatch gives us a load to pick up about 80 miles away but it’s not due to be ready until tomorrow morning. They tell me the shipper won’t change the appointment time but I could go in early and see if I can get loaded or pick it up, whatever. Well I know how those things go so I ask if they have something else that I can get today and keep rolling.  So I get what is supposed to be a drop and hook, about an hour away, so we take that. So we have to get the trailer washed out, that take about half an hour but the washout place is only eight miles from our pick up. We are going to be late but not too, we hope. Arrive at shipper about 20 minutes past appointment time but there are a line of trucks, actually two lines, waiting to get in this place so it’s going to be way past appointment time when we get to the guard shack. At the shack we are told they didn’t have any empty trailers so they are going to have to live load us. Annie and I both suspect the truth is everyone left early Friday and no one worked the weekend or yesterday.  Anyway we are not going far today as I will be out of time by the time they get us loaded. 

But tomorrow we head back to the Chicago area. Woohoo!

Almost forgot, we traveled through some Pennsylvania farm country, two lane road style and saw some really old stone houses and barns and, I saw my first ever cow crossing sign. Yep, just like the deer signs only with a cow. 

The wonders of the road. 

Gotta go. God bless.