Went to Central CA to deliver a load about 60 miles from home. Didn't invite our family to come visit us because we were supposed to be picking up a preloaded trailer at a drop yard and leaving immediately.
Of course, that didn't happen, because the driver who was supposed to pick up that load in Southern CA and bring it to us had his truck in for repairs and neglected to tell anyone. Strike 1.
So we have some time, but basically have to go straight to bed in preparation to receive the trailer in the early morning hours. Still can't visit our families.
I wake up to the alarm at 3am and spend 40 min asking dispatch for an eta on the trailer, only to be told it won't be arriving til about 11am. I go back to bed. Strike 2.
Wake up again at 8 to shower and dress. The driver does arrive around 10:30, but as he's pulling into the driveway he manages to hit a pole at the gate with the trailer and take out the entire rim of one of the rear trailer tires. There goes another few hours waiting for someone to come and repair it. Strike 3 and I'm out. Done with life for the day. Nope, nope, nope.
Win of the day:
This Outfit!
If I had to spent my day being pissed off and disappointed, at least I got to look good while doing it.
Shirtdress: Mossimo thrifted $5
Belt: Khol's free w/another dress
Jeans: Walmart $19.87
Boots:Walmart $29.87
Earrings: truckstop $5.99
Secondary win of the day:
Jack In The Box. There is an appalling lack of Jack in the east or south, although there is an abundance of other fried food, none of it quite compares. Where else can you get a pita sandwich, egg rolls, a pumkin pie shake, and bacon cheddar potato wedges all in the same meal? You may note the lack of artsy food photograph. That is because it's general beigeness doesn't translate well into images, but trust me, it was superb.
Nighty Nite.
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