At one point during our trip, we had to get up and hit the road at 2:30 AM.
I'm a morning person. I like pre-dawn darkness.
But that, my friends, is not morning.
A few hours later, with darkness still covering the face of the earth, I was rocking in my chair, singing softly, "The sun will come out ... tomorrow ...." Because at that moment I had given up on any thought of the sun rising today.
Spike became concerned, and finally convinced me to go back to sleep, snuggled into a handy trucker bunk behind the driver's seat.
I missed sunrise altogether that day.
Later that week, Spike demonstrated another way to pass the long hours on the road:
chair dancing, with the music cranked.
Trucker Wife Tip of the Day:
Always have your camera ready.
You never know when Spike might start chair dancing.