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Sometimes he makes me crazy

Crazy manJason called from work that he had a migraine.  When we first moved to the area he was working downtown Dallas, and I told him that if he was going to get a job working there he’d have to find a way home himself when he had a migraine–and I wasn’t kidding!  But now he works in Fort Worth which isn’t as bad, but our van was in the shop, so there really wasn’t anything I could do.  He was driving home, he said.

I didn’t know what he would want for supper or if he’d be eating at all so I decided to wait until I saw how he was to decide.  The kids are easy to cook for.  I wouldn’t need a big meal if Jason wasn’t eating.  We waited, and waited, and waited, but Jason never got home.  I tried to call both his work number and his cell number several times.  I was beginning to have visions of him in an accident on the side of the road somewhere.

What was I going to do?  I went to try to call him again, but my phone was out of charge.  The charger was in our bedroom where I had left it the night before.  As I walked back there, something moved.  I jumped flailing my arms wildly and screaming as if trying to break the mirrors.  There was a man in my bed!  It was of course…Jason!  The stinker had arrived home, slipped inside unannounced, and climbed into the covers without me or any of the kids seeing him!  A simple, “Honey, I’m home,” would have been awesome!  He must have been there over an hour as I worried about him!  And poor thing there he was with a migraine, and I had to go shrieking at him.  Ha ha!

Yes, our van is in the shop AGAIN!  Hopefully it will run well for more than a month or two before we have to take it back in again!

Esther

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  1. JanetGoingCrazy says

    August 27, 2013 at 12:13 pm

    This is hilarious and scary all the same. I would actually probably be the one who snuck in and laid down and freaked out my husband. 🙂

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  2. Beth says

    September 4, 2013 at 9:08 am

    Too funny, Esther! I know I would’ve jumped through the roof if I’d found a “man” in my bed too! My husband and I used to go ’round and ’round about checking in or informing me of different plans. After many years and, sadly, arguments, he made it a habit. Now I hardly ever have to worry about where he is and conversely, I’ve learned to not wait around so much on him when he’s late. It makes for a much more peaceful household! Thanks for the funny story, my friend. You always bring a smile to my face. 🙂

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  3. irina vakulchik says

    October 1, 2015 at 10:09 am

    Esther, I could only image how you felt. Lol. I think I would be screaming and hitting my poor husband out of fright. I can totally relate to your husband, Migraines are the worst. May God bless you and your family.

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