More on the parking lot...

Only because I know everyone (all 3 of you) likes to stay fully informed, I thought I would share the one story from today. I went to Wal-mart while Zach was at school and some of the items needed to be placed in the back seat as opposed to the trunk. When I arrived home to unload the car I skipped over the items in the back. Partly on purpose because sometimes it's easier to be lazy. When Zach got in the car and noticed these items on the seat next to him he says, "You went to the store? You didn't stay in the parking lot?" I didn't think something so medium sized would blow my cover. I guess he was truly thinking his mom was out in the parking lot the entire time. Poor kid. Luckily he wasn't too distraught about it. Other than that nothing else has happened. Besides the fact that I have become a single mother and I only have the patience of Jo (as opposed to Job). But here's my story of the evening...The door bell rang tonight at 9. Surely there is a package on our doorstep, but I'd rather let Tyler find out when he gets home. (I suspect this because of some recent Internet orderings.) I called him to tell him I don't like the late hours he has been working because my heart about stops when the doorbell rings so late at night and I'm by myself. Of course he apologizes for working and for having ordered some items and then he tells me to get used to it because it'll be this way for the next 3 weeks. His last piece of advice was to hold my phone in my hand and call 911 if anything were to happen. Thanks honey, I'm glad to know you'll always be here to protect me. Of course he did mention that he would probably be just as freaked by the doorbell ringing so late. Then we decided it'd still be better so that we could die together. Aren't we a positive twosome?!?! Anyways, that's a synopsis of my evening.