This year (2012) has been the mildest winter season concluding with spring only a couple of weeks away. It is hard to convince anyone that a computer is as “solid state” to just wake up, and just write. In my six years of working in trucks, the previous Februarys (and now the month of March) have been so cold, that it took an hour to warm up the inside of the cab of the truck, before I would dare start any personal computer, simply because they are just as human as we are, and don’t work well starting from an evening slumber. It truly depends on the type of machine, and how it ages; some take longer to work well, while others run boldly well. My old rule was to always wait until it was comfortable for me before expecting the computer to be turned on.

      It also takes me time to want to leave the comforts of an extreme cold sleeping bag. In the past, it took time to build a routine to awake to, such as dressing, washing up, cleaning the floor from the discarded items that collect, while settling down to sleep. Even now, the process was to even start the truck…then comb my hair. To pull out the net book, just to write a simple blog took time to build up to. Can I make it a routine? I’ll need more time, but I’ll try.

      The start of every new year always meant making the weather forecast the second most important thing to be informed about. I have a Uniden citizens band radio, with NOAA weather built in, so as I write, I can catch the big words like “rain”, “snow”, and “accumulation”. Today, there is a prediction of snow rolling from Canada, and may cover the grounds up to an inch, here in Du Bois, Pennsylvania. I will be rolling north east before it is forecasted to be here.

      As I stated about the past years, February always meant the Temperatures in the teens, inside the truck, slightly damp, while the outside was dressed and covered in ice and snow. My routines in the past was also still in its infancy, and deciding how to get the most out of the morning was a struggle. But in six years, I have matured enough to get up, get dressed, and decide the first hours activity. This is a far cry from the past, where I would awake, and need to process the thought of where I was, what I was doing here, and what to do next. It does take time to make this a lifestyle. From the beginning, I felt more like a transient, intruding in the town I have no relations with. Over time, I have learned to “shrink” my concerns (my little world) to the small confines of the cab area of the truck.

      So, with a morning Blog attempted, and dry pavement to start out, it is time to start my daily routine of catching up with my log from the day before, figuring what other loose end needs to be tied up throughout the day, and finally…roll on. In the past, my morning started with a need of that first cup of coffee. I really have come a long way. Well, this was more like a test, or quest to see if I could do it…and in a timely manner. It took time and thought in the past to get to where I could just grab the camera and computer, and develop a quick work area, and stay focused on what I was trying to accomplish. This doesn’t seem like much to boast about, but, as soon as this is uploaded, I need to make time to “pat myself on the back”, because it did take all this time to feel this comfortable, and be able to do this simply by inspiration, rather than thought and planning.

      Well, the alarm clock just went off. Time is up. I have to go and “roll”. Good morning world!