Recently my car has taken a crap on me. So as I've rode the bus, I've kept track of some of my adventures. So without further ado;
As I sit here on the bus, toes numb, hands froze, nose running, I realize they're always 10 minutes later than their ETA. Part of me what's to come stand out here 10 minutes later, but knowing my luck, the bus would start coming on time. Funny enough, this is only my second time taking the bus. Normally I drive by the bus stop and laugh at the people standing there. How bratty and selfish. I always assumed it was their own fault but here I am and its not my fault. I've got a lot of learning to do. Bus riders, I salute you.
New thought, I'd really like to have a bus.
Day 3 with the bus. Today I wasn't playing around. I brought a blanket and stood out 7 minutes later than usual. Still the bus was 10 minutes late. Maybe I calculated wrong. Anyways, the blanket was a great idea. Just a small knit blanket. I put it over my head and peeked out to see if the bus was arriving. I'm definitely a lot warmer than the other days, but still chilly. However, I feel at home now. Not angry that I'm taking the bus, not upset about the cold. Like I'm heading to a destination where I'm going to do something amazing. Even if it is just the square Starbucks. Today is going to be an extraordinary day, and quite possibly my last day with the bus. Rest in peace 108, rest in peace.
Day 4 with the bus. Well, paycheck wasn't enough for both rent and a down payment on a new car. So I'm waiting til next payday. I guess things could really be worse. Today instead of -6 degrees, it was 30. So its considerably warmer. However I wasn't prepared for all the slush so now my socks are soaked and my feet are icicles. The rest of me is fine though. Minus my hair. It was just barely drizzling so the bit of hair that was sticking out of my hood couldn't be saved. I can't seem to get over how cold my feet are. This must be how brides feel. The good news is, I was supposed to be in at 5:30am today and the buses wouldn't have been running yet. Thankfully, a co worker so graciously switched me so I'm working at 10:30. So a little extra sleep, and I'm making it on time. Thankful for that. The lady finally forced me to take my change card today. I've been refusing because of my hopes that this would only last two days. Now it's real to me, and its gonna be a total of 8 more days that I take the bus unless a miracle happens. Let's just hope I don't become a regular. And hopefully it stays 30 degrees. The lining is silver.
To be continued...
