We finally made it back home to Indiana this afternoon. It's the first time home since Easter and all I can say is "it's about time!" We've been doing pretty well but this past week has been a bit of a nightmare. Trying to get standard maintenance done on the reefer was bordering on horrendous. If we found a dealer in the area, they were either too busy or would only do it in the early morning. All of them work on a first come, first serve basis and if we had a delivery in the morning it was too late by the time we could get there. Finally on Thursday we found a dealer and got it done in Memphis. After getting this done we were able to head to our layover destination of Louisville, Ky. We had a load going to Columbus, Oh. that would have gotten us home on Monday in the wee hours. Ron has a doctor appointment on Monday afternoon so this would work our perfect. Three hours later we had to turn that assignment back in because the customer changed the delivery time for the third time. This time from Sunday afternoon to Monday morning--too late to keep the dr. appointment. At least we are here now.
We were on US 31 almost to the bypass when Tom, the GPS guy, spoke up. He has the habit of telling us the ENTIRE name on a street when we need to turn. As we approached the turn Tom started in: Slide right on US 20 byp, US 31, Niles, Mi, Michigan City, airport. This is what the big sign looks like, but what Tom says is really: "Slide right on US 20 byp (byp, not bypass); US 31; Niles, Miles; Michigan City airport" He repeats this 3 times until we make the turn. What he said didn't register with me until the 2nd time. When Tom said Niles, Miles the 3rd time I lost it. I laughed until I had tears running down my face. Where do they get these people? I was still giggling at dinner. Thank you, Rand McNally, for my laugh of the day!
Until next time . . . . . . .
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