Late in the day we got to Akron, Ohio, where Mr. Trucker's company has a drop yard. Here's the neighborhood where the drop yard is located:
Seriously? "InfoCision" Stadium? Who makes up these stupid names? |
Yup, that says "Jail" |
Note the "rolls" of barbed wire atop the fence. This is a DIFFERENT building |
Electronic (bracelet) monitoring facility |
Yup, that says "Correctional Facility For Women" |
This picture was taken FROM our drop yard. That's the back of the women's correctional facility. |
And there was even one more that I didn't get a picture of. So let me see...that's FOUR separate jails and an electronic monitoring facility within three blocks of our drop yard. And here's a house just up the street.
Oh look! It's For Rent! |
What's the GoodYear Blimp doing in Akron, OH? Maybe it's there to fly over InfoCision Stadium? |
We are supposed to be in Lakeland, Florida tomorrow for the start of our home time with Mr. Trucker's sister and Christmas. I don't know how Mr. Trucker can stand the frustrations and delays of this job. When he asks for home time, they almost never get him home when he asks. How can you possibly schedule appointments and family get-togethers? We have to wait for them to get us a load to somewhere near where we're going and they always say there aren't any. We are supposed to swap loads with another driver in Kentucky tonight and drive it to Arcadia, FL, but we won't be getting there till sometime on the 23rd, even if it works out. And it may not work out because we are still sitting at a loading dock in Ohio, three and a half hours after our arrival, and they haven't even begun loading us yet. And all the while, the clock is ticking and we're losing precious driving time. The only thing that keeps me from absolutely screaming in frustration (besides medication) is the fact that it's MR. TRUCKER'S FAMILY we are going to visit. It's not quite as personal as being kept from seeing my own family, if you understand what I mean. Besides, I'm actually starting to get used to expecting to be delayed.
I hope and pray that you all have a blessed Christmas weekend with your loved ones. We'll get to our destination eventually and in the meantime, at least we're together!
Merry Christmas to my leetle seester and Mr. T., God bless you on your travels.....
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