It’s very easy to be disconnected when you’re living on the road. A lack of internet access and limited social interaction can make it challenging to keep track of what’s going on in the world. For example, I had no idea what had gone down in Charlottesville until a few days after the fact. When I did find out, I was shocked, and I realized just how disconnected I’ve become out here. I rarely listen to the radio, I have no television, and my time on the internet is limited to down-time, which I usually spend reading, writing, or listening to music or podcasts instead of checking on the news. Needless to say, I’m going to make a better habit of keeping abreast of what’s going on in the world. I may not check daily, as I don’t always have time to do much else but sleep and drive, but I think it would be good for me to check the news at least once every couple days or so.
Likewise, it would also be good for me to check in on friends and family more often, as I’m just as disconnected socially as I am in terms of current events. In truth, the only people I talk to with regularity are my wife and my fleet manager. And while they’re both wonderful people, there are many other wonderful people in my life with whom I should keep in better touch.
This is yet another of the subtle ways that life on the road can be different from life at home. If there was a book called “101 Things Every Trucker Should Know,” the ease of disconnection would definitely need to be on the list, along with the importance of diet and exercise. It’s far too easy for me to get wrapped up in my mind and forget to take care of my body or keep up with society. The world keeps turning, and I’m too busy staring at my belly button to notice.
Anyway, that’s not all I wanted to talk about in this post. I have some fantastic news! My wife has been working hard in CDL school, and despite some initial struggles, she has become much more proficient in her backing and parking skills, and will soon be starting the on-the-road portion of her skills training! In less than a month’s time, she’ll be joining me in the truck, and we’ll be hitting the road together as a husband and wife team, reunited and empowered at last! That’s something I’ve been looking forward to since day one.
It’s hard to believe I’ve been at this nearly six months. It’ll be six months to the day on September 4th, at which time I’ll be applying for a raise and (hopefully) heading back to Murray, Kentucky, to pick up my wife and start her training. It feels like only yesterday that I was sitting down in orientation and fretting over what trainer I’d be getting, and here I am preparing to train my own wife! Time flies. Or perhaps I’m just blocking out all the troublesome memories of the long, hard, stressful months I’ve spent getting to this point. Either way, I’m here now, and I’m overjoyed.
Well, that’s about all I have for today. Be good to each other out there. Unless you see a Nazi. If you see a Nazi, punch them in their stupid face. Those guys suck. But be good to everyone else. Much love, my friends. Goodnight.