So recently my sweet husband, as seen in the photograph to your left, has been working a second job doing landscaping to bring a little extra money in. Things have been pretty slow with landscaping, recession and all, but the past two weeks he has been VERY busy!
Last Thursday he took off from his regular job to help the landscaping boss, do some landscaping work out at a beach house about an hour and half away from here. He got up that morning at 5:00 a.m., while I was still snoozing away, to head over to the house because there was supposed to be a lot of work to do. He brought his cell phone with him, but left it in the car because the shorts he was working in had no pockets, I did not know this at the time.
After not hearing from him for awhile I called him to make sure he had arrived safely and whatnot. He didn’t answer and I didn’t worry about it too much as it was only 12:00 and maybe he was eating lunch or something. I went outside to do some much needed weeding in my front flower beds and this awful feeling came over me like something had happened to my husband. I got up and went to see if he had called me since I had left the message. He had not. I called him again…and again…and again…
Eight phone calls later I started to panic. Maybe he got in a car accident on the way to the beach and because he is and hour and a half away, no one knows him and they don’t know how to reach me! It is now about…2:30 and I am in a panic. I go back out to the flower beds hoping that they will distract me. They don’t.
For the next few hours I cry hysterically. I am serious. I had myself convinced that my husband is dead, He doesn’t have enough life insurance, I have no career, I am not finished with college, we just bought a house, and we are trying to adopt. He couldn’t pick a worse time to die, I selfishly decide. How hateful of him to do this to me! Could I ever marry again? Will I have to sell the house? Will I have to move back in with my PARENTS????
About 5:00 my phone starts to ring in a ring tone specifically designated for my husband. Maybe the police finally found his phone and realized I am listed under Wifey!!!! So I run to the phone and fearfully answer…hello…“Hey honey…just wanted to let you know that we just got done packing up and I am on my way home to you!” At that point, if he had been in front of me I probably could have punched him in the eye…How dare he make me think he is dead! How could he not have answered his phone for TWELVE HOURS!!!
I told him about everything and he thought I was stinking hilarious. He laughed and laughed at me over the phone until I finally realized, it was pretty funny after all. Have you ever done that to yourself? Have you ever convinced yourself of something that made absolutely no sense at all? Just wanted to reach out into the blogosphere and try to see if I am totally alone or not!
Just to clarify, my husband read this and said he sounded like a villain. He is not a villain. All of the awful thoughts I had about him are all spun from my crazy mind. If anyone is the bad guy, it’s me! I am the villianizer of my husband today 😉 I love that man!