When I accepted the load, I figured it being late I wouldn't have any problems running into the yard in Chicago, swapping trailers, and hightailing it back out before morning traffic destroyed all of my good feelings about the fact that the load was going to Connecticut, which just happens to be on the wrong side of the Hudson River.

So, when I got here (yes, as a matter of fact, I am still in Chicago) the trailer I assumed was to be there because the load stated the pickup date was 10/26/08 wasn't. It's not coming in until sometime this morning, I hope. Knowing how drivers fudge on ETAs and dispatchers lie, I have to assume it'll be here sometime between dawn and dusk. After all, it doesn't have to be in Connecticut until sometime on the 29th; I've got lots of time to drive 900 miles between now and then.

The yard is in a Hispanic neighborhood of Chicago. The last time I was here, they were having some sort of fiesta/street fair. It looked like fun and I'm sure the food would've been terrific, but there's just something about walking around in a strange neighborhood full of people not speaking your language. That's one of the things I'm going to be solving once we get my mother's estate settled. I'm getting one of those language tutorial programs and learn Latin American Spanish.

Just to make matters totally peachy, I forgot to replace one of the fuel caps after fueling yesterday morning. This is the second time in five months that I've made this tiny boo-boo. Well, it's not so tiny if Mr. Bear stops me. I have to assume the ticket will be somewhere in the neighborhood of WOW!

Now, all I have to do is get a new one. I could steal one. There were a few other company trucks here last night and I could check to see if they had drivers in them and, if not, I could see if one of their fuel caps wasn't chained to the filler hole. That's my problem; one of the fuel caps is chained to the filler hole and one isn't. Guess which one seems to go missing.

I thought I've been diligent about checking after fueling, but yesterday, well yesterday the wind was blowing, it was cold, the fuel stop only had one hose to fill both tanks, they didn't have an intercom to the fuel desk, and I was kind of tired. So, I must of forgotten to check before driving off.

If I can't steal one, I'll have to find someplace to buy one.

Plus, I have to pray really hard to whatever it is you're suppose to pray to that I can get from here to wherever I can acquire a new fuel cap and that I will not do this again, ever; or, if necessary, I may just have to stock up on fuel caps.