Fuel for Thought
4 years ago today
I remember it almost perfectly, it was Friday, June 13th. I had gotten up to go to work like every other day. I am not an overly supersticious person, I personally love Friday the 13th's. I turned 13 and 18 on one. At the time I was working at a Ford dealership outside of Lansing, MI, as their cashier, receptionist, and doing accounts receivable and payables. I had been working there since April 1st with a temporary company, and time frame was up for them to hire me on as a full time employee. Work went as normal, until about 5:30 when I learned that Monday morning they wouldn't need to me to come in. I was devistated. I loved my job there, and the people that I worked with. When I left work I called Nick crying in hysterics. He reassured me that everything would be ok and I would find another job.
Later that night while he and I were talking he suggested that if I didnt find a job right away that I should come ride with him for a few weeks and get away from everything, then come back and try again. I figured that working for a division of the FDA food safety division, and a life and health insurance license, as well as the other experience I had I wouldn't have too hard of a time finding a job. Boy was I wrong. I struggled for two weeks, then we made the decision that I was definately going to come out for two weeks. He was headed to Florida to help a friend move, and I was invited to tag along.
At first I was nervous. We had only known each other since March, 3 months, we had only been on a few dates, and had never really spent more than 48 hours together. Since my parents also expedite, my mom gave me a lot of advice. I still overpacked all the wrong things. I was still wearing dressier clothes and attempted heels. I learned quickly that I got a lot of odd stares and was never really comfortable. A trip to the mall and some new clothes fixed that. It still took a lot of getting used to, especially since the van was set up just for him. I felt like I was in the way all of the time, and the two of us sleeping on a 36 inch bed was quite difficult at times. You slept on your side, and when one person wanted to flip over, it was time for the other person to flip over. I got used to after the first week or so. He started running really well so we didn't want to take the time off for me to go home.
When we finally did get a load headed towards home I started to fret. I knew that if we were not out here together that our relationship was probably not going to work, and I knew in my heart that he was the one that I was meant to be with. As we drove home I wrote him a note that I left in the van for him to find before I left his parents house to drive home. The next morning when we got up and went outside he asked me the third most important question I think that I have ever been asked. He asked me if I would want to come out on the road with him, I asked "As in like forever?", He just smiled and nodded yes. I was so happy I didn't know what to say. We started discussing that after I was comfortable I was going to get my license so I could drive as well. It took me 5 months to be comfortable with everything and get my license, due to the fact of getting hazmat and having to be fingerprinted multiple times.
Now we are happy together out here, roaming the country. I am very thankful for the day that I lost my job. Had it not happened I wouldn't be out here with Nick enjoying our lives together.
(Taken August 2008)
Jenny Marcu
Leased to Load1
2006 Sprinter