Saturday, September 6, 2008


I woke up at 525 today, and john wasn't in bed. I knew I had to get up to go to work...but I needed to find my husband first.

He wasn't in the shower orthe bathroom. He wasn't in the living room. Or the kitchen. And his car wasn't in the driveway.

And that's when I started to panic.

I ran back to the room to check my phone for missed calls...he was supposed to be home at ten and I had flashes of him being seriously injured or dead and I got so sad. And then I glanced around to the window, because in movies when you find out something horrible, usually there's a montage of sad people looking out windows.

It was then I realized how sunny it was for 530am. Too sunny, actually. Like it might not be 530am after all but rather 530pm. And then shame of my insanity creeper over me and I finished my nap.


Garrett said...

True true...I have woken up from naps in the afternoon and been in a bit of a stuper.

Sadie said...

When I wake up from naps, especially ones in the afternoon, I am always confused and my heart is often beating really fast. I don't like it, which is why I don't often take naps.