There are many like it, but this one is mine

98 miles.  Not bad for a 10 hour day, right?  Officially I worked 2 and a half hours today.  The 10 hours is the elapsed time between when I got up this morning and where I sit here less than 100 miles away at a Loves on my way to my first assignment.

I was going to take a picture of the staging area in the living room last night but I thought people might laugh.  No whats really funny is the whole premise of how I got here after I first climbed up into one of these things some 16 years ago.  Anyway, it all fit in kyles Sonata with the 3 of us so it couldn't have been criticized too much.  After all, I dont have to share space this time so the top bunk is the limit.

We got to the yard in Philly, and after getting some keys we drove to the back.  There tucked away was a row of half a dozen red trucks, and one particularly shiny 2007 Colombia with 1774 on it.  I don't think I've felt that genuinely happy in years, my face almost hurt.  Freightliner Colombias are basically supped versions of the Centuries, so stepping in felt more like the rides we took in Marshfield.  No fancy gizmos on the steering wheel or hydraulic 5th wheel switches.

While I waited for my FM and load planning to get squared away, I settled all my stuff in, poked around at all the features, and even had time to install my new CB Sara and Chris got me.  It took the better part of 5 hours to get my assignment in, but I'm heading to the Carolinas again.  Maybe I'll see some 50°+ days this time, too.

Sheila actually reminds me of my own car in a few ways.  A '97 Escort vastly stripped down from a '12 Focus, but it has just the stuff you need.  Now if I could just lose those massive flatbed equipment boxes on the sides and back I'd be all set.