Today I find myself sitting in Sioux City, Iowa. I was in Wisconsin yesterday and the day before, but due to business being very busy, and as a result my being very busy, I didn't even get a chance to stop by the office.
I had hoped I would get by the office as I expect my Uncle Arthur pipe is waiting for me there and I am very much looking forward to seeing it "in person". Ah well, it will be there whenever I do get there.
Instead of going to the office I delivered three loads around Wisconsin before picking up a large snow plow truck from the factory to run over here to deliver to the Air National Guard base in Sioux City.
I delivered the truck this morning, and am now just waiting around for them to find me a reload back toward Wisconsin. As busy as we are right now they may just have me "bounce" back empty if a reload doesn't materialize soon.
I am hoping to get a little down time over the weekend as I am now wearing my last clean pair of trousers and need to do some laundry. I have just been too busy to wash any clothes. I have a couple of pairs of shorts I could wear but it's a little chilly for that, and I don't like to show up at a customer wearing shorts as I don't think it looks professional.
I have been sitting here in my truck smoking a bowl of North Woods in a Viking and watching the trucks and truckers going by. Sometimes just watching the activities in a truck stop can be entertaining. There was the one guy wearing shorts, flip flops, and a jacket.
If it is chilly enough for a jacket, perhaps a pair of shoes and some big boy pants might be in order? He just looked like his mother never taught him how to dress himself in the morning.
And then there was the guy who was walking his dog and it broke the leash and took off running. Very amusing watching the fairly fat fellow trying to chase down an obviously healthy and agile terrier. I watched him chase the dog all over the lot for a few minutes. The dog was obviously having a lot of fun, the fat fellow not so much.
I was a little disappointed when the dog finally decided it had had enough fun and beat the fellow back to the truck and stood there waiting, tail wagging furiously, as the man panted and wheezed to a halt. I was a little concerned the guy was going to drop from a heart attack, but still amused by the show.
Not really anything interesting going on now, but you can never tell when things can liven up again in a truck stop.
I had hoped I would get by the office as I expect my Uncle Arthur pipe is waiting for me there and I am very much looking forward to seeing it "in person". Ah well, it will be there whenever I do get there.
Instead of going to the office I delivered three loads around Wisconsin before picking up a large snow plow truck from the factory to run over here to deliver to the Air National Guard base in Sioux City.
I delivered the truck this morning, and am now just waiting around for them to find me a reload back toward Wisconsin. As busy as we are right now they may just have me "bounce" back empty if a reload doesn't materialize soon.
I am hoping to get a little down time over the weekend as I am now wearing my last clean pair of trousers and need to do some laundry. I have just been too busy to wash any clothes. I have a couple of pairs of shorts I could wear but it's a little chilly for that, and I don't like to show up at a customer wearing shorts as I don't think it looks professional.
I have been sitting here in my truck smoking a bowl of North Woods in a Viking and watching the trucks and truckers going by. Sometimes just watching the activities in a truck stop can be entertaining. There was the one guy wearing shorts, flip flops, and a jacket.
If it is chilly enough for a jacket, perhaps a pair of shoes and some big boy pants might be in order? He just looked like his mother never taught him how to dress himself in the morning.
And then there was the guy who was walking his dog and it broke the leash and took off running. Very amusing watching the fairly fat fellow trying to chase down an obviously healthy and agile terrier. I watched him chase the dog all over the lot for a few minutes. The dog was obviously having a lot of fun, the fat fellow not so much.
I was a little disappointed when the dog finally decided it had had enough fun and beat the fellow back to the truck and stood there waiting, tail wagging furiously, as the man panted and wheezed to a halt. I was a little concerned the guy was going to drop from a heart attack, but still amused by the show.
Not really anything interesting going on now, but you can never tell when things can liven up again in a truck stop.