It literally took them 3 hours to tarp his damn trailer. He still as to make it down to the stop and take his 10. He won't be unloaded till way fucking late tomorrow and that pisses me off and I'm not even on the road this week.

My sweet man was extra sick of road food last week, he kept saying that all he wanted was some sweets. (It definitely didn't help that his little sister and I were constantly sending him pictures of the sweets we were baking 😅🙊). Anyways, I decided to make him a batch and a half of his favorite cookies and since he had to drive 2 1/2 hours (making it a 7+ day work week since this was Sunday and it's now Monday) down to be first at the gate to drop off on Monday morning I drove the hour and a half up to meet him and we got to let our girls play and cuddle at our feet (who am I kidding, we all know they took up the damn bed) all night. That was the longest time we've spent together in weeks and I loved every second of it.

So we live about 3 1/2 hours from eachother and we keep our fingers crossed that he'll be sent anywhere near me every week. Baby had a load to drop off about an an hour and a half from me, then he ended up getting loaded down about an hour from me. He ended up coming down and we met up at the pilot and we got to watch the sunset together and take a much needed nap after the long, hot day. Granted we only got 8 hours together, it was perfect.