The first year my husband and I went on the road as expediters, was the most difficult. We went from being together a few hours each day, to being together constantly. At times we were both a bit touchy to say the least.
On one occasion, my husband had been "PMS-ing", or having "mental pause" all week. Nothing I did was right, he was even telling me how to drive! I swear I could drive blind folded with him as my guide. Taking all I could at this point, I was of a mind to give my husband an attitude adjustment. I pulled into a rest area and parked. When he took his grumpy butt inside I moved the truck. The idea was to make him think I had left him there. I pulled to the opposite end of the parking lot, between two other trucks, shut the truck down and waited.
After a few minutes he came out of the building and headed right to the truck, laughing his fool head off. He got in the truck and asked, “What did you think you were doing”? Dumbstruck, I asked what he meant.
“Well, the fellow in the rest area told me the truck that I got out of was leaving, I told him you would be back. I figured you were up to something”.
I told my husband I was attempting to give him an attitude adjustment and figured if I hid the truck it might make him think about things a bit. At this, my husband laughed even harder.
I asked him what was so funny, and by the way, how did he know where the truck was? He laughed and said, “Next time you try to hide the truck, don’t park beside a flat bed! It stuck out like a sore thumb"!
I learned a good lesson that day. Next time, I will just have him get out and check that back tire.
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