Homesick

I miss home, don’t get me wrong I love this job, but I miss having a reel bed and not living out of a truck stop. We spent last night watching TV in Spanish because we are on the border to Mexico and all of the stations are in Spanish. I love the travel part but you don’t think about how truckers live most of the time. I don’t know how many times I walked into a truck stop and didn’t even notice the small city of trucks parked behind them. I didn’t even notice the showers that I now know are in all of said truck stops. I can’t describe the feeling of waking up in a new city every night or not knowing where I will be when I stop the next time I need to sleep and I am still with my trainer for another two weeks I can’t tell you how small the space in the truck is with two pretty good size men trying to make room for each other. Picture two people living in a space about as big as your average bathroom, and because I am in his truck I have my bag with all my stuff that I have to sleep with on a twin size bed. I can’t wait to get my own truck and be able to personalize it, my trainer is a great guy but I would love this truck to feel more like home and maybe I won’t miss home quite as much.