Panic

Occasionally, Cody has to return to work for a few hours after eating dinner and helping me tuck in the kids for the night. Last night was one of these times. He figured he would be home around midnight, and I went to sleep at 10:30. I suddenly woke in the night and realized that Cody was not home yet. It felt like i had been asleep a long time. I looked at the clock and it was 3:30 AM. I had an acute feeling of panic. My chest tightened like an invisible clamp was slowly pressing into me. I immediately thought the worst. I could not shake the thought that Cody had been attacked and left to die in the parking garage while someone had taken off with his wallet and truck. I started calling. His office voice mail picked up. I got voice mail on his cell phone as well. I left a frantic message on both about it being 3:30 in the morning and that he should call me as soon as possible. Before I could try his other cell phone (yes, I know it's weird but he has one personal and one work cell phone) my phone rang and it was him. He was on his way home. The work had taken him longer than expected. When I had woken suddenly at 3:30 was exactly when he had been pulling out from parking and he couldn't get to his cell phone quickly enough. I was so relieved. I guess he couldn't call me and tell me he was going to be later than expected because I was fast asleep and it was the middle of the night. There was really no good alternative, but it gave me such a scare.

Meanwhile, I am sad for him that he just went to sleep at 4:15 this morning and now has a full day ahead of him again. Deadlines. They have to be met.