Times are tougher than I thought
Running from North Carolina down into Mississippi last week, I stopped at the Pilot truckstop in Jackson, MS for some diesel and a burger. After I filled up and had my lunch, (it was straight up noon local time) I got on the phone to my travel agent about a load. While I was talking to her, a local lot lizard came up and started banging on my door. I told my travel agent to hold on for a second, and I made go away motions at the lot lizard, who finally gave up and moved on. When I got back on the phone, my travel agent asked me what all that banging was. I told her, and she started laughing and said “times must be really tough if they’re coming out during the day”. I agreed, and added “yeah, and it’s pouring rain here too”. I had to wait for her to stop laughing to get on with getting a load.
She got me a load into Texas, which is where I wanted to go, so I could stop in and fix the brakes on my daughter’s car. Even with the extra fuel I had to burn going out of the way to get there, it still worked out to less than a third of the price the local auto repair place wanted to do the job. It also took me less than two hours, and that includes getting my tools out, putting them away, and cleaning up afterward.
Freight has actually been better lately. My miles are back up to around 2800+ a week, which is about as hard as I really want to work. The selection of freight has been improving too, so I may soon be able to go back to rejecting anything that goes east of I-75 again. The bad news is that diesel prices have been inching up over the last several weeks. Overall, not too bad.