This is a continuing story. To read subsequent/ previous entries go here As I Sat on the Bus.
I cannot believe this is the last time I have to ride this bus in the middle of the night. After working for the same company for 20 years now I finally got a promotion and day shift. It’s crazy how things have been since Ray’s stroke. I don’t want to say that it was a good thing but good things sure seemed to have followed.
I don’t know how happy Ray is, you can’t ever tell with him. He says he’s happy and then takes off for three weeks. But maybe those days are behind us. Neither one of us has had a drop of alcohol since he got sick and I don’t miss it a bit. In fact I feel a lot better. My mind is clearer too.
For the first time in years I feel surer of myself so when the shift supervisor job came open I applied. And I got it! I start Monday morning. Day shift! Who would have ever thought it would take Ray and I to be almost 40 to finally settle down. This is my dream come true. I hope nothing messes it up.
This post is in response the writing challenge As I Sat on the Bus.
A good story so far. Like the cloud reflection on the front of the bus.
You know I don’t live near any public transportation but I go to DC several times a year. Whenever I am there I try to get as many bus shots as I can!