Wednesday night
A friend from Iowa sent me an email just a few minutes ago. He offered several words of encouragement, for which I'm grateful. Thanks, Jim.
In spite of the awkward situation my co-driver & I find ourselves in, everything went alright today. At 11am, I sent him a text message to notify hon that I was ready to start driving. He had been in the truckstop during my shift in the bunk. After 20 minutes on the road, he withdrew to the bunk, in variation with his usual 2 hours of riding up front. I drove from Reno, Nevada to Stockton, California nonstop & delivered my load of breakfast ceral to the General Mills warehouse.
Before picking up my next load, I stopped by the Schneider operating center in French Camp. My friend, Kevin, happened to be there. We borrowed the company car & had a meal at the nearby Denny's restaurant. It was good to laugh & speak my mind with an understanding friend.
I picked up my next load from the JC Penny distribution center, in Lathrop. The guard was a Sikh, with the typical turban & beard. He conducted his duties in a very competent & friendly manner.
My DOT clock had worn down to 30 minutes by the time I backed into a parking space at the Love's Travel Center, in Lost Hills, California. Just a few miles across Highway 46 is Wasco, the town where my grandparents lived for so many years & where my parents met and got married. My co-driver & I didn't talk much. I told him where we are & how to get back to our Texas-bound route. After a short experience in the travel center, I climbed back into the truck & retreated to the sleeper berth. As soon as I was sure that he had things under control, I closed the curtains & proceeded with my nighttime routines, which included drinking a nutritious smoothie (Naked Green Machine) & reading emails.
Forest had his school pictures taken today. He chose the clothes he wanted to wear for them. Good looking little fella.
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