And I hate it!!!
Dan took Kyler out over an hour ago. They had to get some gas for his machine and drop off his chain saw blade to be sharpened. He said "Shari, we'll be back in 15 minutes."
Well, like I said, that was over an hour ago.
I called his cell phone... and it rang out on our deck.
Yep - he forgot it.
Now - I feel sick to my stomach thinking something might have happened.
I HATE BEING PARANOID LIKE THIS.
A friend of ours died in a car accident... I don't know... 13-14 years ago. And I remember his wife being so stunned and in such shock. It's times like this when I remember that. Thinking things DO HAPPEN when least expected.
Ugh. I'm going to be sick. I hate these thoughts. I just wish they would come home... or find a phone to call or something.