I was rather looking forward to sleeping in and hugging my couch all day, but alas, that was not the case. My amazing Brother embroidery/sewing machine required a doctor's visit an hour's drive away. I waved longingly to my couch as I headed out the door.
Traffic wasn't bad at all, if you had cruise control. For some weird reason, every year or so my best truck buddy decides I should remember the days of old ... BEFORE there was a button to push that kept you going the same speed. It just quits working. That makes for a long trip when you have to keep your foot on the pedal for over an hour.
After answering dozens of questions for me, I bid them a temporary goodbye as my fuel gauge was now on empty. I pulled into an Arco to find a truck in my way. You know the kind ... they go inside for ten minutes, then come back out and sit in their truck for another ten minutes before finally driving off.
I heard a voice as I finally got out of my truck. You sure are patient! I laughed because that is usually not the case. What a nice friendly gentleman. We chatted for maybe fifteen minutes. He's an area rep for the fuel company and just purchased a place in Arizona. He even gave me his card. I may just have to send him an email, he was that nice.
Not so nice was the price of diesel ... and this is at ARCO, the cheapest around. So someone explain to me why six months ago I paid $2.38 ..... and don't tell me it was the summer rates or it's California, because that doesn't fly any more.