One Of THOSE Days!!

Well, I can honestly say that I will be thankful if and when the rain ever decides to subside. It seems to be affecting my mood rather dramatically.  

This morning, I woke up late and had to endure unloading my first 3 stops in the rain. That makes for one soggy little trucker. Add in the spring ride action, the constant loss of traction (which can be a bit unnerving at times) and the excruciating headache that I have seemed to develop from brooding all day, and I am definitely not in a good mood.

I think the headache and the brooding are the worst of my dilemmas, as I deal with the rest on a normal basis. But I do not often get headaches, and it is not often a complete stranger can unintentionally hurt my feelings via email. Okay, maybe not a complete stranger, but not someone near and dear to me, in fact, I have never met this person, other than on those wonderful Interwebs I was just praising only a few days ago.

OH! Did I mention that I had a horrible nightmare last night...Ohmy!!  I was kidnapped and they had every intention of killing me..Just a few seconds before my own death, a sniper guns down the assailant and literally blows his brains out before my eyes.  How Strange. I do not remember watching anything violent recently, so I have no idea where this came from. I do often suffer nightmares involving heartbreak or abandonment, but never murder and death!  And, I do have an extremely vivid imagination, so when I woke up this morning, I was still trying to wipe the gore off of my face.

Sigh.... I think I am in desperate need of a weekend getaway!  Maybe a beach trip?  I think I have said that recently, I suppose now would be a good time to book a room!  

Oh and Gabby......I have been in the rain for 8 days now? How about you? Okay there was a small hole on Thursday that sparkled, but yeah...8 stinkin days!! NO wonder my mood is intolerable!!

Not Again....

I got THAT dreaded phone call today.

The one that starts out, "It is your turn to pick"

I cringe whenever I hear those dreaded words... It means that Mr. T is at it again.. His choice of routes forces me to run a load I would prefer not to run. This week, it will be Tennessee, Ohio, and Michigan... Two of those states have 55 mph speed limits for trucks, the last time I checked, anyways. And Kentucky is in the way!!

It also means my paycheck will be less than I am accustomed to, and more time in the truck. I will be a regular OTR Trucker this week. Not really, I still won't have to wait to get unloaded, and I still already know the customers. The main drawback, other than having to cruise through OHIO and MICHIGAN, is that the stops are quite a ways apart. Meaning I might get lucky and get three stops delivered in one day, as opposed to my usual 7-8 while riding around the Big City. I do have an extra day off this weekend..... yippee.... but the prolonged trip might make it difficult to make the Father's Day event my stepmother has planned.. Sorry DAD!! I will try to be there.

In other news, today was splendid. I got my 5 mile run in, along with an hour at the pool, and the evening finished out with a nice thunderstorm. It was out of the blue, and it took me several minutes to realize my car windows were still down... ugh.... Guess I need to give the Pony Car some extra t.l.c. tomorrow.

Oh yeah.... I have a new infatuation. It is driving me crazy, because there is absolutely nothing I can do about it....It makes for nice dreams, but seriously, I prefer to not ache to know someone, whom I will possibly never "know". But, yeah, he is nice to dream about.

Okay, until then..........

Just What Does That Mean?

What The Hell?

I was out shopping today, and after paying for my supplies, I headed towards the exit. One of the products that I had purchased had a security tag on it that had not been deactivated, so I set off the alarm.

Now, at this point, the door greeter was preoccupied in his oblivion and I could have very simply just kept walking. But no, I turned around and approached the door man, or whom I thought was the door guy. Upon realizing he was not the door checker, I flashed one of my brilliant little smiles and said "Oops". Turning on the charm, as my brother puts.

I then had my bag checked and deactivated by the real doorkeeper. But, as I was leaving the second time, the first man I had approached says to me.....

.... I would have been bitching too, considering who you are!!

I had that puzzled look on my face and asked if he knew me. He said no. Not with that 'I just made error in recognition' type answer. But with a genuine I don't know you, but I know who you are.....

Now, wait a minute, I volunteered to have my bag checked and did so with a smile.... Who was bitching... Maybe the snow is bringing out the crazies?!

Ironically, I had a dream last night where I had a horrible attitude. I was fussing and hateful about everything to everyone! But it was only a dream......

What Dreams May Come

Have you ever noticed that when you dream, usually only the bad dreams stay with you upon awakening.

Okay, maybe not for everyone, but that is the case for me.

When I have a really great dream, I usually wake up with a sense of it, and the mood sticks with me. Whereas the details of the dream itself are elusive. But when I have a bad dream, not only do I awaken with the feeling of impending doom, but I can usually recall the specifics fairly easily.

Such is the case with this dream......


Me and a friend (Mischka) are in a house with some people who are dealing drugs. These people are acting like idiots and very irritating, so we decide to tell the police about what they are doing. We sneak out and inform the cops. Very soon the neighborhood is ablaze with red and blue lights as the losers are being escorted away. Feeling very good about what we have just done and the fact that they can no longer irritate us, we decide to treat ourselves to some coffee. We enter a neighborhood convenience store and instead of purchasing two cups of java, we leave with two dozen.....?! As, we are walking back through the neighborhood, we come upon a construction zone and proceed to disperse the coffee amongst the workers. I was walking towards one of the workers who was in the process of filling in a large hole in the ground. When I say large, I mean 10' across and another 10' deep. Within the hole, there are mounds and footholds along the wall. ... Hmmmm, more like a bowl , I guess, because I was not concerned with falling into it. So, the only way to get to the worker was to actually step down into the rim of the crater and come back up the other side. The guy was actually in a Track Hoe that was perched along the edge. As I proceeded to climb back out, the mounds and footholds started to give way. I could see fissures forming and breaking away from the wall. After several failed attempts to resurface, I noticed the dirt wall was about to give way and cave in on me... At this point the crater suddenly became a very narrow but deep hole. The strange part is that I did not panic... I bowed my arms out to each side and held my breath as the dirt cascaded down upon me. I figured if I held my arms out a little, it would leave room for me to move the dirt around after the avalanche was over. So, I started to try and move the dirt away from my face and tried to dig out an air hole. I was very calm during all of this, until I heard the workers above me talking about the two girls that had just left.... They had no clue I was beneath them and that is when I panicked! I started to scream just as my alarm went off.


So, do any of you know how to analyze dreams?