Never Coming Back

Ok, ok. I do NOT come home when I say I will. Yesterday I called Jeremy when I got off of work and told him I was picking up Anna from his mom's and we would be right home for dinner. Well, we came home, but that was after dinner at Grammy's. I couldn't resist. She asked if I wanted home-made french fries. I have a weakness there. Well, I thought for sure after an hour and a half that Jeremy would have called asking if I was ever coming back, but nope. He was already asleep for the night? At 8pm!!!! Must have been a long day. Anna and I shut the door and she got ready for bed: snack, teeth, jammies, book, pray, hugs and kisses, hugs and kisses. Yes, hugs and kisses a bizillion times. She always gets told how much we love her and Jesus loves her. I think she knows already, but it is so important to tell her all the time. Anyhow, she came out at 11:30pm while I was playing games and was scared, so I just held her for another half hour while I played games, then re-put her back to bed. I finally get to bed and wake up at 1:15am, yes AM to the phone ringing...the person who was supposed to buy something from us left the money wrapped in an email on someone else's front door, about 1 mile over. UGH! They were just getting home and forgot about the time they were calling. Needless to say, I will be picking this up this morning with Anna of course because we do everything together. Anyhow, time to get ready for the day. Have a good day all.