Talked to the Bus Driver

Nothing much happening today just more work on the house that is now covered with Tyvek.  I had been noticing a busdriver parking on the terrace behind my house each day around noon time.  I decided to walk up to her as she sat in the bus and introduced myself.  She told me that officials from the nearby high school told her she couldn't wait in the school's parking lot for the return of her students that had to go back to the vocational school.  Maybe she needed a better place to have a smoke.  Well, anyway, we had a nice chat on a beautiful spring day.