want to know the sure fire equation for freaking me the f out? read on...
2:30pm; phone call to me from michael: "hey molly, i dropped my car off at the auto shop & left my phone in it. would you pick it up please?"
3:00pm; me driving home from the auto shop: "ho ho ho, that silly michael!"
4:30pm; phone call to me from michael: "hey, i'll be home late, we're going to a fire. love you - bye!"
7:00pm; me to myself: "better put the dinner away." (and it was a really good one too! grilled chicken, tomato, corn & zucchini relish, and pasta salad.)
8:30pm; me to myself: "he must not be riding his bike home, he'll probably get a ride" a tiny, mean voice in the back of my head says "or maybe try to ride it home anyway & crash somewhere...hehehe" (this voice sounds like the wicked witch)
10:00pm; me to myself: "i'll call him-oh wait, i have his phone! not so silly now, is it? it's alright, he'll be home any minute, i'll wait up." (wicked witch voice says, "or he's burned up or stuck under a tree")
11:00pm; me to myself: "okay, deep breaths, just try to go to sleep." (wicked witch voice says, "hey, those sirens far away are probably for michael - cackle.cackle.cackle!")
12:00am; text from me to numbers michael called from earlier: "hi, could michael still possibly be at work or is he lieing dead in a ditch somewhere?" (this one is heavily paraphrased)
12:30am; text from numbers to me: "yes! i'll be home soon - in an hour & a half"
12:30am; me to myself: "holy freakin hell. H.A.T.E that whole thing that just happened"
so, naturally, i blogged about it. mostly to keep me awake for another hour & a half. i don't know if i will yell or be very happy to see him....what would you do? is anyone else this crazy when their significant other is gone for longer than expected without any word?
1 comment:
oh molly. never in my life is my brain more mean to me than when jesse is not home at his normal time.
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