Late Night Escapade

      I was sound asleep. Somewhere in my dream a song was playing!!   The only problem was, I wasn’t dreaming. I opened up one eye to the darkness.  Slowly coming awake I realized my cell phone was ringing!  Only one human on the planet would have the balls to call me in the center of the night to wake me from a sound sleep.  After all, who else in their right mind that I know would be awake??

      I hauled myself out of bed and scurried over to the dresser where my phone lay charging.  It WAS my husband!! Evidently the truck stop parking lot had been full to overflowing and he needed a shower…BAD.  OK.  My foggy brain tried to formulate just how that pertained to me.  He would be passing by near the house in a couple of hours and planned on stopping to take a shower. Would I please pick him up at the local Meijer parking lot??  Yeah, sure! I can do that.  He would call me when he was close.  My brain quickly did the math. I had a couple hours to sleep till that call came.  Cool.  I collapsed into bed and was quickly back to sleep.

       It seemed as if only minutes had passed and the phone was ringing again.  I switched on the light and answered the phone.  It was time. Time to grab some sweat pants, shoes, and a coat and be moving right along!!  The night was dark, silent, …and cold.  Holy hell!  If I wasn’t awake before, I was now!!   I hurried to my blazer, cranked the heat, and headed for the local Meijer minutes from our house.  There the purple people eater sat under the lights waiting.  As soon as I zoomed up, my smiling husband grabbed his duffle bag, and got into the SUV.  A kiss later, we were home.   He showered,  and I whipped up something easy.  His favorite, mashed potatoes smothered with ketchup washed down with ice tea  which brought another smile to his face.

        Before I knew what had hit, I had delivered him back to his truck and I was  back home crawling into my warm, cozy bed once again.  Sometimes when you are a trucker’s wife, you have to be ready at a moment’s notice.  Ready to jump in the blazer and snatch your better half up for a few stolen moments  and then the road beckons again.  His appreciation was evident, otherwise I wouldn’t be so quick to leave my warm toasty bed for a late night escapade.  Who am I kidding?? Sure I would!!  For better or for worse, I love him,  and that is the kind of girl I am.  I am always up for an adventure.   Besides, I am a firm believer in washing a dirty a$$ when needed especially somewhere where you don’t have to pay for the pleasure!    Until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.