we bought our bus!

Now I know he's on board.  Last weekend we saw a bus on the ads that looked like a great deal and this weekend it's parked outside our house!  I made Dan do the arrangements to see it and pick it up and he went through it all like a champ.  We had enough to pay for it, it was really cheap.  1987 bus, 72 passenger, so like 40 ft long, and only 130k km on it!  We have a spot secured at a nearby storage lot but it's out the side for now as it needs a new starter and dan is going to get on it this weekend.
As to our relationship, he's come so far this year it's wonderful.  I still have reason to correct him, he still works himself into silly rages, but he's a lot more respectful and has entirely quit trolling me emotionally.  That's a great new word, eh? Trolling.  I'm not even sure what we used to use instead of it.  The act of provoking someone to elicit a negative emotional response.  Yep, it's a good one.
I've got a cold.  Yucky old head cold.  While unpleasant, it's delightfully mundane compared to what I've been through this year and it's kind of nice to be sick from something ordinary.  We put off my chemo a week so I could heal.  Also, the chemo doctor told me she doesn't think I need more than two more sessions and even that we'll take out the port after. So as far as she's concerned I'm done!  Wow.  Maybe I am. I will wait for the final word after CT scans before I celebrate but it looks like my journey might be that quick, one year.  So many folks go thorugh this for many years it's scary and if I get released that fast I'll be grateful.  But maybe the oncologist is just hoping I'll be done because she doesn't like dealing with me or something.  That can happen!  Well anyway, glad this is titled "the next fifty years" because it looks like that's exactly where this is going.  At age 54, next november, I'll be on my half life renewal date. That is, since I'm living to 108, it'll be exactly as much life ahead of me as behind me!  To know I'm entering that new life with the bus I've wanted since I was young is very positive and encouraging.  That's a life I can face.

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