On Hiatus





I’ve been gone. In my mind I packed a bag from One Girl Trucking and took a trip. Unfortunately I didn’t tell anyone I was leaving, and I do appreciate the emails asking where I’ve been. Truly I do.

My life is busy. I’m guessing your life is busy too.

A couple months ago I felt as if I was meeting myself coming and going. Trying to write, make and sell curtains, and generally keep everyone happy.  Finally, I came to the conclusion that I needed to have heart to heart with myself.

I decided that I needed to slow down. Take a breath. Pause. And take a few things off my plate so that I could maintain some balance in my life.

So, my mind has been somewhere else, in between work; it’s been wrapped around enjoying home life and my Hubs, flowers, vegetables and baby chicks. Not here where maybe I should have been. But, I needed a break, and I am on my way back, but not fully, just yet.

I keep telling myself, it’s summer, you’re suppose to enjoy yourself. So I am really trying.

While I know a lot of people love to be on the ‘go’ all summer long, I am not one of them. Last summer was spent driving, not only in Rosie, but in our personal vehicle as well, way.too.much. Usually to some destination in Minneapolis, every damn month, and then August was spent delivering beef, which was lovely, but it kept me away from home way too long for my taste.

Home truly is where my heart is, and that’s where I want to be when I’m not rolling down the highway in Rosie.

The other thing that has made for this break is the change that I’ve seen in some of my friends, friends who are on Facebook generally. Some I’ve personally met, some I’ve yet to meet and at this point don’t care if I ever do. It seems to change some people and I don’t want to be one of those statistics. One day they are nice, standup people. The next they are cocky, obnoxious asses who are worried about the number of likes they are getting (even at the expense of hanging their dirty laundry out for all to read) along with their coolness status with the masses… For me, it’s like being back in high school and I didn’t like most of those types of people then, and 20+ years later my mind hasn’t changed. I still don’t like those types of people now, which makes me pretty happy because it means I haven’t changed much over the years.

I have never, ever wanted to be one of the cool kids. To me it’s overrated.

When I started One Girl Trucking I started it not so much for the drivers out there, but for the general public to see that a good share of us drivers DO live the exact same lives as the rest of the general population. I didn’t start One Girl Trucking to see how many people would follow me, or hang on my every word. I also didn’t start my website to change others or so others could try and pressure me into changing my beliefs, because they think I’m wrong. I know, everyone has a right to their opinion, but keep it to yourself. I’m not going to change who I am because you do not approve.

I am on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and Tumblr to share this crazy life I lead because I love it. I want to show others that are not in the industry that I’m just like them. I also want to help others, be it by giving ideas or answering questions. Because I hope others love their life just as much as I do. Not because I want you to judge me. Not because I want to change who I am. I like who I am. If there’s one thing I can say about my life, is that I’ve always been true to myself. And I don’t plan to change any of that.

So this little hiatus has been not only a vacation, but also a recalibration of my thoughts and feelings and where to go next with One Girl Trucking. I needed to make sure that I am still the same person I was when I came into this almost 5 years ago.

And I am. So, I’ll be back in a few days to catch up on sharing what’s happening here, on emails (a ton of emails) and more writing because I’ve missed it and you all.

And if anyone is still here reading this, well, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

xx Bethany



Bethany About Bethany

I am a prisoner of the highway, farmer and lover of Mother Nature, the moon and stars, my long and low, flat-top Peterbilt, chickens, cats, dogs, horses, cooking, photography, tattoos, tea pots and vintage barnifacts…among other things. I’m also a very, happily married, third-generation truck driver. My career choice is both demanding and rewarding, just like most things in life that are truly good.