Weekends go much too quickly . . sometimes! I always said weekends were too short when I had a real 9 – 5 job and Vince continues to say it but I’d kinda forgotten since I haven’t worked at a real job in 12 years. But, with Chad coming home on Friday, and leaving on Sunday, weekends are quick . . unless Chad bought himself a turkey call. Oh, my! From Friday night til the time he left this afternoon, if he was home, he had that turkey call in his mouth . . whether it was when he got up at 6 a.m. to go to work or whether it was when he came in about 1 a.m. on Saturday night. He also bought a video on how to use it and what’s he to do but walk through the house, or stretch out in the bath tub or lay in bed practicing his turkey call. I tried to be sure he took it with him back to the dorm but he thought that would be rude. What about me, kiddo?
Last night I went to bed about 11:00, went right to sleep. Then Chad called at 12:33 a.m. to tell me it was going to be another 15 minutes before he got home. Don’t ask why he bothered to call since I thought he was coming home at midnight anyway and he didn’t quite make it. Almost went back to sleep when he called about 12:50 to tell me it was going to be another 10 minutes before he got home. Then he called at 1:00 to tell me he was home. I’m not complaining because I always ask him to call me and let me know the garage door is down and the lights in the garage are off . . otherwise, I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and go check on the garage door. The lights . . that doesn’t bother me but if Vince gets up in the morning and the garage lights are on, you’d think someone had just bankrupted us!
Between the turkey call and late night phone calls, I’m not going to say I was ready for him to leave but there were no tears this afternoon. Of course, the night isn’t over yet! 🙂