Last night I went to bed around 12....and fell asleep about 1:30. Around 3:45 I hear my husbands phone vibrating and I think that maybe it's morning and that is the alarm. Nope. He checks his phone and a sweet young lady that has done respite for us was texting hubby to let him know that A~man (currently known as Stink Weed) has been calling her and talking to her on the phone. He told her he was afraid to put down the phone as he knew he was in BIG trouble. So...I go get my phone out of his room. The only thing I said to Mr S.W. is where is my phone??!! I had to walk away I was sooo angry. WAIT that is not all! I checked dialed calls. He called probably half of my contacts in my phone book plus some unknown numbers. REPEATIDLY!! This went on for an hour according to my phone. Yes my mom (who doesn't understand sn's) and sister was in the mix, some casual homeschool friends I do not know well,some friends I do know well, and a few numbers that I have no idea who they are. So after 15 minutes of crying (ME CRYING)and the hubby consoling me...trying to point out the funny side to it...here I am. (MAYBE I WILL SEE A FUNNY SIDE IN A FEW YEARS!)I cannot sleep and obviously most anyone I know,including Z's violin teacher have also had a hard night
I am soooo embarrassed. This has to rank up there in the top 10 of my life and I had some doozies in junior high.
I guess I should be glad he didn't call 911.
Excuse me now while I go crawl under a rock....please ignore all misspellings and grammar errors....