Truck Driving Mama

My husband has been home all week.

College kid has been home all week.

Older son has been home all week.

I love my family

(rips... face.... off)

I really do but this has been the longest week!

It might would be different if we had money to go on vacation

or money to do home projects

or money to do our hobbies.

But we are trying not to spend any money while we figure out our next business step.

So they are all underfoot.....

eating...

(why do they have to eat every...single...day)

and messing things up....

and piling up the laundry...

and asking questions......

"Hey hon...how do you log out of your email so I can log in to mine?"

Gasp.....log out of MY email...

"Hey Mom...what's for lunch?"

Didn't we JUST eat?

"I'm going to leave this huge pile of jackets and crap on your chair

while I take Dad and some other people somewhere in my truck.  There isn't

room in my truck for them with all this junk in there."

Sure.....but...

(rips... face.... off)

Okay....sorry....just had to get that off my chest...

This is not even what the post was suppose to be about...

I needed some girlfriend time...:)

It was suppose to be about helping hubby move the tractor to a different field.

But could it be easy?....

Noooooo......

He pulls the two ton tractor on a one ton trailer with a one ton truck..

(don't really know the weights...I'm just throwing figures out there)

up a hill.....

at night......

and gets stuck in a rut....

I'm following in his regular truck and he wants me to turn the truck around

and back up the hill

over ruts and bumps and mud so he can hook the truck/tractor/trailer combo up

to his 4 wheel drive truck and me pull him out.

First of all it's dusk/dark...I can barely see....

and what's with the hand gestures....

it would take a MALE sign language expert to understand what he is trying

to get me to do.

And I'm backing over ruts and mud uphill and he is standing between me and the back

of the tractor......

I just pictured me revving it to get over a rut and smashing him between the

truck and the tractor (accidentally of course).

I was playing the 911 call in my head....

yes 911....I have my husband pinned between the truck and the tractor...

where are we?  I really don't know.

What are we driving?  I'm really not sure.

Who was driving?  Well I was...but it really was an accident.

But thank goodness it didn't happen.....and me pulling him out didn't work either..

so he had to unload the heavy tractor and drive the truck up the hill first

then come back and drive the tractor up the hill.

Then he loaded the tractor back on the trailer and we tried this again.

While I was waiting I decided I better get some photos of all of this

so I started taking pics.

I thought it would be cool to get one of me in the rear view mirror.

But when I finished I looked up and hubby was gone.

Don't let this pic fool you...it was really getting dark by now.

This is not just one dirt road.....this road V's and Y's and has other dirt roads

that come off of it.

I took off trying to follow dust....

yes...you know hubby doesn't have tail lights on that trailer rig....

I'm jumping ruts, leaning over the steering wheel trying to find hubby...

his phone!...yes....his phone!.....

was.......in.......my......truck....:(

The dogs were hanging on for dear life in the back....

911?

yes.....it's me again.....

I seem to have lost my husband.....

yes...that's right...the one I almost killed...

Oh wait...

I see him!!!!

Thank you Jesus!

You always know what to do....:)

Can we just go home now?

No.....I didn't have anything to do with your truck running hot....

(she looks up and slowly smiles....:)

Thank you Jesus.

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