Hunter & Forest were delighted that I was able to take them to school before leaving town. Hunter talked me into parking the car and walking him to the school gymnasium. Forest was let off at school by the usual method – a teacher leading him from the car at the curbside.
Around 3 o'clock, I finally shoved off, picking up my load from a warehouse on the north side of Springfield.
An hour later, my phone rang. It was Hunter & he was lightly sobbing. He was missing me, already. I talked to him for several minutes before having him hand the phone back to his mom. Regina reported that his teacher came out to the car & told her that Hunter had been visibly upset during the last hour of school. He was vague about what was wrong. After several minutes on the phone & other distractions, he was alright.
I drove hard & delivered my load right on time. Memphis, Tennessee was quiet during the midnight hour. My customer's driveway was located on the opposite side of a major thoroughfare just off of I-240. It was an impossible left turn. I had to be wise about where I chose to turn around and reapproach this driveway. Mistakes can be disastrous in this area.
My next shipper was located just a few miles across the state line, in Mississippi. Everything went well there. It was easy as pie. Earlier in the evening, I had to spend half an hour conducting a thorough trip plan to get this load delivered on-time & legally. Doing so, is requiring me to turn my awake/sleep cycle completely upside down. I'm not sure if being assigned this load is a result of the team trip-planners not understanding the nuances of solo driving, or if the freight market is just that sour lately. Either way, I'm happy to do whatever it takes to make a good paycheck. There are aspects of night-driving that I do enjoy, and finding parking at the end of a work shift is very easy.
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