Do you know where your husband is?
Because I, for one, do not.
He was supposed to be home over an hour ago.
And we are going to a movie tonight.
A free one.
Thanks to Blogher.
We have babysitters.
I do not know where my husband even IS!
Not that we were going to leave anytime soon, but I don’t know where he is.
Can you tell that I am trying to decide if I should worry?
I just keep thinking that each car that passes my window is him.
It is not.
We live on a busy road.
For every car that passes, my head whips up.
I am going to get whiplash.