Although we had a day off in Portland just a few days ago, my partner's 70 hour clock didn't reset.
After delivering our load to the Sam's distribution center in New Braunfels, we meandered over to a large truck stop, with a motel nearby. Mr. H prefers to spend his days off in the truck, in effort to abide by his strict budget. (Although we do get reimbursed for our motel expenses.) That's fine with me. I enjoy staying in motels.
Except for eating delicious food at the Mexican restaurant, I haven't ventured very far away from the motel during this time off. My research into a particular medical subject has kept me plenty occupied. Somewhere, in another dimension, I am a doctor. Ha ha.
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