I feel like a right little chit sitting here enjoying my Carnation Breakfast Essentials with my multigrain Cheerios knowing that it's possible that my love will not get food today. That if he does it may be as little as a granola bar or a single fast food burger. I want so badly to be in that cab with him. To keep it stocked with no refridge needed milks, juices and other healthy snacks for him. I want to lay curled up between his warm body and the cool metal of the truck during his off time. I can not wait for this to become a reality for us or for him to finish and get his dedicated or regional route. It's been a little over a week since he left.
At last check in 40 hours down, 230 hours to go.