My name is Jenn, and I'm a 27 year old married and babied chick. In addition to a husband, a seven year old daughter, and a five year old autistic son, I also have four cats, three hermit crabs, two frogs, a few fish, and one snorty little Pug. I work from home doing a variety of writing and even some web design. I love blogging, digital photography and web design.
Date: November 28, 2008 at 4:13pm
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I could never allow my husband to get the kind of a job where he would be on the road and away from me, away from US, as a family, for days and weeks and months at a time. Every time I see an ad for a truck driving school I’m reminded of why those jobs pay so well: they’re trying to compensate for the loss of personal and family time that the employees get, and placate them with decent salaries to justify it all.
My grandfather drove a truck for several years, and my grandmother often told me how lonely she was when he was gone. My mom was lucky — she often got to ride with him. But still, I’m sure she missed being at home, too, and sharing the time with her dad with her mom and brother, too.
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