SEPARATE WAYS

Well, it's that time again, time when the roots of my hair scream out to be colored, and the need to see friends and family has come. On the way down to LA, we were able to time it so that we could stop in Selma, CA to visit with Craig's parents. We even went to our favorite Mexican restaurant "Sal's" for some dinner, before Craig needed to get back to the truck, and in the parking lot of that local truck stop, we once again parted ways.

You would think by now we would be used to it, but it never gets any easier having to say goodbye and go our separate ways, even though great things would be accomplished, the least of them being my hair, oh.... and with me not in the truck, Craig will feel like a king sleeping in what he calls the "good bed". Let's hope he doesn't get too attached to it while I am gone.

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We were fortunate enough to be able to purchase Craig's Father's pickup. Since selling his travel trailer, he hasn't used it much, and with us now having a place to go home to in Washington, it worked out well for us to be able to have a mode of transportation to keep in the Company yard in Spokane. This purchase will make life and getting around so much easier than having to rent a car every time we go home. (That still sounds so strange after not having a home for over two years)

So after spending Friday and Saturday night in Selma, I am packing up a few boxes of items we have had stored and heading north, with a stop at my Mom's house in our newly purchased truck. From there it will depend on what assignments Craig receives as to when we can arrange to meet up at the yard in Spokane. Until that is determined, I will see as many friends as I can and slowly make my way to Washington, with maybe a quick stop at the house to unload the last of our personal effects we have had boxed up.

As far as Craig goes, he is presently in LA, after delivery yesterday at 11am and with one more delivery today at 7am. We were concerned about where he would spend the night, as truck stops are a rarity in the LA area, but he found a McDonald's about a half mile from his delivery location with truck parking. Of course it has the the signs posted for one hour parking and no overnight parking, but with the 4 other trucks parked there with their motors idling and their curtains drawn, Craig felt pretty sure that no one would bother him to move After all, as he told me, he did make the sacrifice, and purchased a hamburger while he was there to make him an official customer. Yeah, I'm sure someone had to really twist his arm to enjoy that purchase!