OK. Has anyone ever gone hunting with their husband and came home without him? Ya me either-BUT really I have. Craig stayed to help his mother get a bull elk.
Sunday-cried a little...um did homework.....slept a little uneasy.
Monday-Exam....scrubbed the house down.....anxiously awaited his calllllll.....talked for a little...slept uneasily.
Tuesday-Exam...cried and thought things like 'What would I do if he died?! I really appreciate him! I am CRAZY about him, I don't want anything to happen to him, I even love those annoying things he does!'...then watched the debate and thought about going to zumba....no call from him that day.....went to sleep anxious.
Wednesday-School for me......no more crying like a baby now I was irritated, so he's not going to call me huh? okay fine then-I'm ticked....Called me.
The call went something like this:
-Craig "Hey! How is school!? I love you! We are having the time of our lives without you and still no elk but tons of missed opportunities so I could have been home already!!! Man I love this!!!"
-Erryn "......................"
-Craig "Babe??"
-Erryn"That's awesome. Why didn't you call me!"
-Craig"Oh you know we got back late and mom and dad didn't want to drive out to call.... you know? I'm sorry..."
Thursday-School......fumed......homework......fumed.....Kristy and I went to Zumba......went to see Grams.....Craig finally called at 11PM as I was leaving Grams house. Said he wouldn't be home till Friday..... I pulled around the corner and pathetically hoped I'd see his truck...wait what?! His truck was there!!!!!!! I ran inside to find roses and a Craig. I melted. :]
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