Live out of the Truck? (how many are able) ? ? ? ?

If you're gettin passed by Volvos you might have more problems than smelling piss

 

Nice, or strap a 4" PVC pipe with same set-up out side on side rails. Just sucks in blowing snow or rain.

 

Lol roger that

 

If I was single and didn't have a house I would live out of the truck without a problem.

 

I did it for about 12 months you save so much on rent and utilities that's an extra $5000 per year that stays in your bank account plus went without a car so saving on fuel, insurance, registration our employer was ok with us driving around town (home base) with the tractor so i didn't need a car. And when i needed a break from the tin house i just stayed in a motel.

 

After 7 long months of OTR mostly in the 11 west.. .My tolerance for living in the truck is declining rapidly.

Happy medium will be taking min 34s after 5 out with origin load in the same city.. Which I am doing now.

First step is buying a truck then an RV to live in. Living in the truck a little longer will afford me an decent RV and slightly used truck.. On credit anyway.. All within a year or so.. Not complaining at all.. Driving OTR has been a Godsend.

Potential to make 6 figures legally within a year after going o/o is insane. God bless the USA!

 

Great way for a single guy to earn and save money .

 

I think the happy medium is by the casa about every week to 10 days as well.

But when someone posts that big number, the casa can wait.

 

Windshield wiper fluid bottles. They are sturdy, have a big enough opening to not be annoying, and have a cap that seals well.

 

For the first 6 months I was driving I didn’t go home. Then I went home every two months for about another 6 months. Now I pass through every chance I get, but for a day or two at most every week or two. Rates out of Texas are terrible and I don’t like to sit for long. Personally it depends on you.

I know after about 3-4 weeks, I start making mistakes that were once minor but have started becoming more glaring. I have to park the truck and get out for a day or two, sometimes a week. Then it takes me a few days to rebuild the stamina to want to drive for 10-11 hours again.

Still the best job in the world. Hardly feels like work at all some days. Other days, it’s a slow and agonizing grind that makes me wonder why I’m not flopping whoppers instead. Then I go order a whopper and they ask me my name for the order and I spell it out for them. When I get the receipt, they have misspelled the name I just spelled out for them.

That’s when I remember why I’m on the side of the register that I’m on. So I get back in my truck and point it in a particular direction for another 600 or so miles and my life doesn’t seem all that difficult anymore.