…but she’s my Mother Truckin’ wife.  And that is a good thing.  With the help of four guys, we packed up two 26′ U-Hauls and started driving at 7 pm Monday evening.  Sharlet drove one of the trucks and I drove the other.  Just after we left, she called me on the cell phone and said, “This is the Mother Trucker…”.  Gotta love the gal.  Ok, she did have a 32′ motorhome she drove quite a bit a few years back, including a trip from California to Alaska.  Still, ya gotta hand it to the gal.  We drove four hours that night, 16 hours the next day and 18 1/2 hours yesterday, arriving at a friend’s at 12:30 am last night.

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Sharlet is the best traveling companion ever.  No bitching, whining, complaining.  Always a positive, upbeat attitude in any and every circumstance.  In fact, that is just how Sharlet is.  I’ve never met a person who flat NEVER brings up the negative like her.  It is one of her enduring qualities that make her the best woman in the entire world.  And, did I mention, she’s all mine?