Therapy that PAYS

I have always known that riding my motorcycle was the best therapy for me when I get in a funk. I have discovered that going down the road in my truck - making money - works also.

I feel guilty admitting that sometimes I get - for lack of a better word - depressed. I have such a blessed and wonderful life that it seems very inappropriate to not be thankful 24/7. It aggravates me when people are not appreciative of the good in their lives and choose to gripe about the negatives. And yet I am guilty of that very attitude sometimes. Fortunately it isn't often and usually short-lived. Nonetheless, it happens in spite of my being aware of it and trying to 'get-over-it'.

My funk lately stems from being stuck in a situation (place) that just doesn't make me happy. I am fully aware that many times in life we have to do things that we don't particularly want to but it is necessary in the "Big Picture" to suck-it-up.

I have been trying to get out of Belleville for much of the last 6 or 7 years. I thought I had succeeded three years ago when I moved my bed (literally) to FL - my Paradise. But I have spent way more of the last 12 months back in Belleville doing one of those things we don't particularly like but must. That mission is almost done now and hopefully I can get on with what I like best - Traveling the USA and hanging out in Paradise when I'm not!

The last month or so has been extra stressful with the expense of getting my own Motor Carrier Authority and not working as much as I like. I was spending alot of money with-out alot of income and then 'stuck' in Belleville to boot when I'd rather be 1000 miles south. But if life was ALWAYS great, how could you possibly know? You need some rain in your life to appreciate the sun.

This past week, actually most of this month (YIKES! It's the 16th already?) has been pretty decent. And it's primarily because I have been driving alot (making money). Monday I did a little bit of local work but was done before noon. Tuesday started slowly but then I ran 500+ miles to northwest Iowa and loaded some small utility trailers coming back here to a dealer that I delivered late Wednesday.

Yesterday I took 10,000 lbs of concrete forms and bridge over-hang brackets to a job site in the western edge of MO. On my way back, I picked up a 26' stakebed truck going to Scott AFB - about 7 miles from my house. SWEET! This morning I will run some more construction equipment about 100 miles out and then bring back stuff they have on the job but are done with. After lunch I'll deliver this truck and then ... IT'S THE WEEKEND.

The sun is about to make it's appearance; it's time to go. MAKE your day a great one!