Do you ever find yourself jumping to conclusions? Tonight I was getting super mad that Mike hadn't called, and it was 7:45 p.m. I left a message saying, "Hello? Remember me? What are you doing?" In my mind, I was just sure he was getting wined and dined by a Playboy Playmate. (You're laughing, but Playboy's headquarters are in Chicago, so it's not that far fetched.)
I was also thinking about the fact that I e-mailed one of my good girlfriends, (and bridesmaid), asking if I could stay with her next week in Indianapolis. I hadn't heard back from her either. I thought, how rude! I started wondering how I could send her dress back and de-bridesmaid her.
Then I was wondering why another good friend, who I had just written a glowing letter of recommendation for, hadn't even taken the time to send me a quick thank you e-mail.
Then I realized my Blackberry wasn't on....
And I realized they had all called and/or e-mailed and/or texted me.
Please forgive me for all the mean thoughts I had about Mike, Gene and Jeff.