Ok, it's a done deal. No turning back now. I am flying out Monday morning to Wisconsin to resume truck driving, or at least attempt to do so. I may well be making a huge mistake, but sometimes it's the trying that matters more.
So, I'll be spending the next few days making preparations to close up the house to try to make a living on the road again. What happens, happens. At least I won't spend the remainder of my life wondering if I could have.