Such an idiot ...

... and sometimes it just really REALLY shows WAY more than at other times.

I worry about my son - heck I'm an overprotective mother so of COURSE I worry about my kids. He went to NYC for the weekend (much against my advice) to see his long-time girlfriend (of four years, a great young lady whom I love dearly. I know they'll marry some day). Ok, I get it, it's their anniversary and all that. But it's the middle of the fall term and the timing could be better.

Sure enough, he gets stuck in NYC and doesn't get out Sunday as originally planned. Ok, I get it; I get that things happen and there are extenuating circumstances, really I do. But I was boiling mad. So mad that I railed in on his father last night (course I was already biting at the bit to fight with him from earlier in the morning!).

In retrospect, I think that the thing that made me most mad was that he didn't think that I'd be worrying JUST as much about his trip back to Tech from NYC as I was about his trip TO NYC. He never thought to call us and say "Hey look, this is what happened and well I didn't get out so I'm still here." A phone call woulda been nice, son! Instead, we call him at 10:30 at night and find out that he's not almost "home".

At least I came to my senses BEFORE I kicked my husband out of our bed last night ...