I haven't written anything in a week.

No big deal, so far.

But, I have been busy. Maybe too busy.

We (my, the wife, Bonita, and our son) are leaving Friday morning for Salt Lake City. I got the call this morning that I'm on for orientation at the trucking company I worked for first. I'll be there until Wednesday afternoon when I get a truck. Then it's boogie, boogie, boogie on down the road.

It'll take a while to get up to speed, but I think I'll be smokin' on all cylinders by the end of May. I think this is truly what I need.

Bonita is on drugs. She's been coughing and retching recently and the vet think she's overheating when sleeping at night in our bed. So we give her a 1 mg Torbutrol (butorphanol: a morphinan-type synthetic opioid analgesic) tablet before going to bed. She doesn't do this when only one of us is sleeping with her, so she won't need to be drugged when I'm on the road.

Bonita is on a diet. The vet had WORDS with the wife about poor little Bonita being a SEVEN POUND Chihuahua. Hopefully, this little chat will finally stop the wife from giving in to Bonita's whimpering and begging.

And, finally, I bought the new laptop. It's not quite what I wanted, but the price was right so I bought it anyway. Mostly, it's too big. I should be able to get to writing Saturday night and hopefully will get Chapter 6 of The Artists finished before I get back on the road.