Three-thirty-five and I am in a Wendy’s/Pilot truck stop outside of Atlanta, 100 miles from Birmingham. I could log in to free WiFi at Wendy’s. Pilot forced me to process through questions for security THEN popped the money-thing on me–$1.99 for 60 minutes. I cancelled out… and tried Wendy’s.
Atlanta was a bummer!! “Let me over, let me over” I kept shouting!! Turn signal was flashing!! But the drivers wouldn’t let me over to the left. Here, I had been a good girl, driving in the right-hand lane and we get to this spider-web of three Interstate highways and I-20 is to the extreme left. I was on I-20 but it continued to the left!! So I was forced off and went through residential neighborhoods and was finally back on 20… and faced the same lousy situation. I got over–by the grace of God. I was (am) a nervous wreck!! I’ve driven a considerable distance but decided I needed a break. First, I got out my camp chair and tried to rest but a big rig driver has his engine and refrigeration unit running.
It’s hot outside, and hot in the KIA. I don’t drive with air-conditioning because I think too hard on the engine to pull the T@B and run A/C. It’s cool in here (Wendy’s).
I’ll make Birmingham this afternoon or evening. Perhaps beyond?? I’m one-third of the way. ~~ I’m feeling less tired today. I guess I just needed to stop “putting off” and start…!!
Three Quarters & Counting 