I got up this morning at the hotel. I sucked down some much needed coffee, showered, shaved for the first time in three days, and dressed for work. I was expecting my load to be ready for me to secure it and start making my way toward OK.
When I reached the yard I didn't see any loaded trailer that looked like my load so I went into the office to see what was up. It seems that while he had been adding up the dimensions of the pieces to be sure they would all fit on the trailer he forgot to add the weights until late yesterday. The total was way too heavy and just wouldn't work.
He's now refiguring the load with some different pieces to make a full load that still pays well but will be of legal weight. That's all well and good but now I am still sitting and waiting for a load out of here. As I am not feeling well I really wanted to get an early start so as to be able to take my time and allow myself as much rest time as possible.
Something tells me I'm going to wind up pushed for time and having to run harder than I feel like doing at the moment. Oh well, such is the nature of trucking.
Oh, and it's raining. Just what I need with this damned cold; securing a load in a cold rain.