A Misdirected Text

Jeff had made a trip to the Maryland, D.C., Virginia area for recruiting. He was going to spend a few nights at his brother Jim's house. I knew this. There was no question about it. He was heading back to Cleveland tonight after stopping in Philadelphia and Pittsburgh. A very busy life my man is leading!

As Jeff's travels were playing out last night, I was playing in the snow with Shea. The big guy just loves the snow! We got over a foot and it was very comical to watch him leap through it. To me, he has to be the new definition of "snow angel."

While I was taking in  the pure joy and innocence of Shea, I got a text message from Jeff. It read, "be there in an hour." Oh my God! Jeff is coming! He's going to be here in an hour! He's surprising me! I was ecstatic! I haven't seen him in so long, my excitement was uncontrollable. I texted him back immediately, asking him where he was going to be. I ran over to Shea and told him he was going to get to see Jeff!

My head was spinning. I was up at my parents house and was planning on spending the night up there. Uh oh. What if Jeff was going to my uncle's house to see me? That would cause problems. I anxiously awaited a reply from Jeff so I could let him know exactly where I was. After what seemed like an eternity, I couldn't take it anymore and called him. He didn't answer. When he finally called me back, he explained that he had accidentally sent me that text. It was meant for his brother Jim.

Of course, I should have known this. Jeff deemed me crazy, which really, I was. I knew he was in Baltimore. I knew the schedule that lie ahead of him. Wishful thinking, wishful-irrational thinking got in my way. It was a big let down, but I again, have survived. It will only make seeing that bright, shiny white teethed smile seem that much better next time I see it!