Yesterday I unloaded the fire truck at one of the ports in Baltimore. I then came up to North East, MD to load an excavator. I got it loaded and made it to the truck stop just before the evening over-size curfew kicked in.
This morning I got up and was ready to roll as soon as the curfew ended. When I switched on the amber beacons on top of my truck the fuse blew. I stuck in a new one, hoping it was just a tired fuse, but not surprisingly that one blew as well. Damn short in the system.
I am now waiting for road service to come out sometime this afternoon to repair the problem. That pretty well screws me until Monday morning as I can't move a wide load after noon today until Monday morning. The real kicker is that, due to the holiday, I can only run until noon on Monday, then I have to sit again until Wednesday morning.
Now, to add insult to injury, it's snowing like hell.
Well, at least I have heat and food. Sadly the nearest watering hole is two miles away. Normally I wouldn't mind a two mile walk, being good exercise and all, but I'm not too fond of walking in a snowstorm so I guess I'll stay put.
There is a Wally World about a mile from here and I'll probably drop my trailer and bobtail over there at some point to restock on groceries. Much cheaper (and healthier) than eating in the truck stop, although I did have a reasonably healthy breakfast this morning. Egg whites, chicken sausage, hash browns, and wheat toast with a glass of water.
The snowflakes coming down now are the size of dinner plates. Well, ok, not literally, but they are those really big fluffy ones that tend to pile up pretty fast. Yuck.
Oh well, such is life on the road, hurry up and sit.