BroJo's Dojo

So PD is in a house

Not a house I'd like to be in.

Yep, you guessed it, he's in the doghouse.

I doubt I'll let him stay there... he already apologized.  I accept it, but I still want to fume a few more hours or so.

So let me tell you the story... and we'll let you decide.

I'm shopping in WalMart- which I absolutely HATE to do, but I needed to buy some totes for Debbie's move.

So my cart is full of frozen crap.  I get this weird phone call.

"Hello?"

"Hey, you got a minute to talk?" - it was the mom somebody-died-and-I-need-to-tell-you or the -what-the-*bleep*-did-you-do?!?!-voice.  I immediately ditched the aisle and moved into the center where I wasn't blocking anything.

"I know you're internet savvy- there was a shooting at the Columbus Temple earlier today and I can't find anything on it- the Sandburgs were working and your father isn't back yet....:

Within seconds, I was searching and trying to hack into every news source I could think of.  I walked over to clothing where I could hear better and called mom back.  I read her the early stories that said that 3 people were gunned down on the Temple grounds.  I feared the worst.  My mother hung up on me stating that she needed to continue to try and track people down.

My frantic mind needed 'a warm pat', a whoa-whoa-whoa! everything is going to be ok so-to-speak.  I was thinking like call someone!  So I called PD.  He answered late on the 3rd ring so I thought maybe his voicemail from his 'hello?'

"There was a shooting at the Columbus Temple- where my parents worked and I fear something happened to them.  There were three people shot and the gunman.... *blah blah blah- I blathered a little in my hysteria*

"Ok..... Hey, do you mind if I call you back?  I'm at the laundromat."

"Seriously?"

I couldn't stand any more and I hung up on him.  It was my own fault- what did I expect?  He's not my boyfriend.  He proved it too.  I mean, you can see the difference in our reactions.  Had it been his mother, he would've been freaked- but it wasn't.  The fact that I'm intangible to him because of our distance, only seeing each other once, and only being like 'pen pals' means that I don't actually exist in his real world.  I mean, he put laundry before me, right?

It really made me stop and think (after I got the all clear of course).  I know that I loved him, had the situation been reversed there's a good chance I'd be in Missouri with melting groceries and all, but I don't mean the same to him (not that he needed to drive to Dallas for that)- I get it.  New relationship and he's easing in 'like a dude'- stupid article.

I just need to take a step back.  I did exactly what I shouldn't have and somehow started dating him exclusively.  Oops?  It was really funny because the same hour I received an e-mail for eHarmony free communication for 9 hrs.  I totally forgot I made a stupid free profile months ago.  Maybe it's a sign?  I guess I need to start putting some 'feelers' out so when we finally stop talking it won't suck as much.

Other than that it was a busy, but wonderful day at work- day 2!  I still have so much work to do, but it's kinda nice being my own boss and finally having real coworkers!!!  Always nice to gossip around the water filter!