Marion, NC. We're at the Love's truck stop. Mara has gone in to take a shower. I'm about to collapse into a heap (658 miles driven will do that to you).

Our drive tandems are overweight tonight, by 440 lbs. For some reason the weekend loaders at the customer in North Cove can't load trailers very well. The weights are always off. This is a problem because no one is around to fix it on Saturday night. We'll just have to run with it and hope for the best. I don't like that.

Oh, well. Bitching about it won't solve anything. I'm going to bed. Have I mentioned lately that I love my wife? Among other things she's great at avoiding weigh stations and she knows where all the back roads are between here and Chicago. ;-)