Actually, today was the best day I’ve had in a looooong time! With the help of Son, I’m going to be building a large set of shelves in my kitchen, and today was the day to get the lumber.
Although I rarely drive any more, I decided to drive to the lumber yard (12 miles away) with Son in the passenger seat, and we met Mum there (she’s paying the bill as my Christmas present). Had a lovely man help us find what we needed, then Mum offered to take us to lunch.
After piling all the wood in my car, there wasn’t enough space left for Son, so I drove alone to the diner, and Mum was to drive him home when were finished eating. Since I was wearing down by that point, I asked them to drive the same route I’d be taking (they’d be about 15 minutes behind me) in case I ran into trouble and had to pull over and wait for Son to finish the drive.
Well, part way home I realized I’d taken the wrong road. Not as in getting lost, but not the road I’d told them I’d be taking. So I sent Son a text telling him that I’d turned off and had decided to stop at a local store. This is one that I’ve told them I wanted to go to, so it never occurred to me that they’d misunderstand my brief text.
In spite of stopping for gas, I still made it home and had the car half unloaded before they showed up, because they’d gone to that store to look for me, thinking that I was in trouble. Then they drove slowly the rest of the way, afraid that I was parked along the side of the road somewhere or had gone over a bank. Mum was making plans to go back out searching for me or else calling the police over it, so when they got to my house and found me happily standing there, they just wanted to strangle me.
I honestly didn’t mean to make them worry, but I can’t stop laughing about it! Now, do I take comfort in knowing that they’ll look for me if I go missing, or are they just going to say “Nah. She’s probably out shopping somewhere. We’ll just have a cup of coffee and wait for her to show up.” Good thing they love me!