At Least It's Warm

Another day of sitting in the truck waiting for a load. At least we are in Southern California, where it's windy but the sun is warm and we can do away with coats and jackets for awhile. I'm not feeling too bad about the wait today, because according to the weather report it is snowing and cold on our route to Ohio. We'll just wait until things move out, thank you.
We try our best to avoid the storms, and we actually can do it to some extent. However, despite all our efforts, we still ended up going through 2 major storms this last week. I don't want to have to admit this, but I slept through both of them, because it was my sleep time, and it was Larry's turn to drive. So, I heard the stories the next morning, and gasped and oohed aahed appropriately. I mean, I went to bed with a starlit sky, and woke up to sunshine. Not that I didn't believe him. The evidence of snow and ice, and sand from the sand trucks, still covered much of the truck and trailer. But it was nice to be oblivious, snug under the covers. In a way it also means that I trust him and I trust his driving, and I am grateful that he got me through it safely,