As I was entering awakening, I suddenly remembered the bus
and sprang into action, making sure
Dusty hadn't phoned me. Ok, all
clear. I started tapping out a message,
but dear god, I was becoming annoying even to myself. I didn't want to over-bother, and there was a
nice rain tapping on the windows, so I snuggled with my bed for a while longer
as I waited for coffee to brew.
At one point, however, it became necessary to text Dusty to
let him know things needed to be going by one, at which point no wire transfers
could take place, he responded and after the right time, I headed to the
bank. As I was sitting in the car, Dusty
sent me pictures of my bus, the papers, etc.
He was absolutely instrumental
in making this dream come true. Not one
of my bank people were there...I guess weekends are saved for the new folks, so
I explained to the teller that I had a check to deposit, a money order (Swiss
passport stuff) and a wire transfer. She
responded those are only happen on weekdays.
NOoooo!!!!!! We finished up my
other banking business and I left, heading towards her suggestion of a Western
Union: first to CVS, where I thought I'd seen a WU sign, then to Rite Aide,
where there actually was a WU (but only to $999), then to a check cashing store
which was also a Western Union center, but they couldn't help me for the
amount, so I headed back to my bank, when I spoke with the same lady who told
me I could come by Monday after work and the transfer would arrive Tuesday
morning. I left a little saddened and headed
home. When I got there, I received an email from Joe ( we’ve been back and
forth since yesterday’s Ebay sale), who told me I could deposit a check into
his bank account. So I grabbed the dogs (we are going hiking after) and we
headed to Chase bank where I successfully
wrote a check for the amount and was told it would be there early Tuesday
morning(no hold)!! My heart was beating hard,
I was so excited and very happy. Unfortunately, I was unable to access my bank account to
transfer the funds from savings into checking so I return to my bank from third
time and made that happen. I am the
proud purchaser of a 1976 Volkswagen pop-up top bus. 😊
<beaming til my face breaks>
It was time to celebrate, so as the raindrops started
hitting my windshield, the dogs and I headed up to our hiking spot in the El
Dorado National Forest. I pulled off at Fleming trailhead and the dogs and I headed, in upper 30s lower 40s° weather, down a clay-dirt puddle-filled road, every
blood cell in my body vibrating with pure joy. The air was brisk and
occasionally raindrops found my face. I
wanted to walk forever. As I always do
on these walks, I did a lot of thinking.
Initially I had been listening to the Grateful Dead in honor of the new bus,
but at one point I walked out of reception area, so I thought, realizing how happy I’ve been
lately; Everything I have accomplished in the last few years has been on my
own. I realize, however, that without
the many people in my life, I wouldn’t be where I am today, yet I finally feel
successful on my own. I don’t need
a man by my side and that's a very comforting feeling to me. On this hike this thought came to my
mind: " It isn't until the door has
been slammed in your face too many times that you realize you didn't need to go
through that door anyway." I like
that.
On my way home I got a text from Maggie which was so
bittersweet. She texted that she and her friend been using a Ouija board and she
had contacted Ryan. The first thing she
let me know is that he said he loved her and tears immediately sprang into my
eyes. The second thing was that his favorite color was pink and this was my
dad's favorite color, though I never told Maggie that. His favorite food is apples, his favorite
animal is a duck and his favorite number is four. She FaceTimed me later and told me other
things… she was so happy and it meant a lot to me because this morning, I was
thinking of him and had thought about going to the river. I played with the Ouija board when I was a
kid, so I understand how they work, but I also very much believe that a part of
us never dies. It was a very special
conversation as her face beamed with love for her eternal baby brother.
I showered and was
excited to go celebrate my day with a little bite of a little bit of sushi down
the hill. I brought the Smithsonian magazine to read and after quite a
wait, I was eventually seated at a table by myself, enjoying some hot green tea
and some gyozas. My three sushi rolls
arrived, and much to my horror, I ate every
bite and still didn't really feel that full, so I ordered a dessert. Gratefully, I couldn't finish it, so I paid
and headed to the grocery store to pick up a token of my appreciation for
Dusty. Without him this would not have happened and I'm so very grateful to
him. So now I'm at home and looking forward to a nice evening with The Office
and then I'll tumble off to sleep with the refrains of Grateful Dead songs in
my head. What a glorious day it has
been.
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