So it will be church in the truck, maybe I'll work on Psalms 119. Unless things change soon, I'll have plenty of time.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
QC Silence
Listening to the top 40 on Amish radio. Watching plastic bags become entangled on there journey to no where as they blow in the wind. These are a few of my favorite things. You can not leave the truck to long, since Dallas may send a message to leave. They will send a pre-plan. If you do not respond in a timely manner, they will take it away. So you are partially trapped in this little box called home. So until the dispatch people go home for the day, one must remain close awaiting that call. If one is stuck here longer than a day, you could journey to the edge of crazy. The only question of any importance: getting back to California before Chris graduates from GYA.
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