My mister went away for job training in Chicago for awhile.
This morning he kissed me good-bye in the parking lot and went into his office like it was any other day. He said I didn’t have to wait to see him away on the train.
I was sitting in the kitchen reading the paper when I heard the whistle. An hour later, he called from the train with his cell phone. He said the whistle I heard was not the train he was to board. He was on one which was about 45 minutes late.
So much for AMTRAK having a prompt schedule. It seemed to be just as well that I hadn’t waited. Although I would have liked to see him climb the steps of the train, just like in the movies.
I have applied to be a Substitute Teacher’s Assistant in Unit 5 Schools. Today, all the paperwork got turned in, my fingerprints recorded, photocopies done. This seems to be the way to get an IN with a good school district.
I get the idea that permanent positions are promoted from within an already established employee pool.
I made sure I had a couple wetwipes in my purse for the mess I expected with the ink during the fingerprinting procedure.
Turns out, it is all done with a laptop computer. The clerk held each of my fingers and rolled them over a second screen while a little light traveled across like a copy machine.
This is the time of day when his bicycle comes up the walk and gets parked in the garage.
I didn’t especially miss him until now.
Keeping busy, though. A meeting tonight, laundry to fold, a shopping list to get ready.
~~love and Huggs, Diane