My friend is flying in today from Seattle and I am picking her up from the airport, I'm really excited, I havn't seen her in two years. I just have this uneasy feeling, I've had it for a few days now. She called me this morning while she's waiting to board and during our conversation she asked me what time it was. I waited a minute and told her 9:12 because I didn't want to say that it was really the minute before when she had asked me. Hopefully it's just the uneasy feeling I always get when people I care about fly. I had the same feeling I had when my other friend flew in from Rhode Island, just combined with the time thing this time.
Oh they are safe. Its a law that no Washington State resident can be harmed while aboard a Boeing aircraft.
ew, yeah, i despise that feeling. i freak out when my loved ones aren't in their safe little zones. i bounce around like a nervous sheepdog wanting to herd them back their place. i'm going to be the absolute worst mother, i swear. i'm going to make my girls crazy.
I was going on a sorta long drive yesterday, and when I was starting out, I stopped at Wendy's for lunch, and my change was 13.13. I just shrugged it off and kept going. nothing happened.
She problably knew how freaked out you are about flying and stuff and was looking at her watch on the other end of the telephone waiting to ask you at exactly that time. Watch her when she gets there, people can become twisted in 2 years........... Im kidding (kinda). I do have that little faith in people. They're all bastards at heart. Karma. x
She called me from Chicago on her 2 hour layover, now I'm just waiting for her plane to arrive here. So far so good, her flight is on time and everything. While I was driving to my other friends house to help paint her new place I realized my friend from Seattle will be flying back on 9/10 leaving everything around that darn number. Eh, I'm just too paranoid, I'll just be happier when she's safe on the ground and we go out for drinks tonight... well, she goes out for drinks tonight and I accompany her. I like to do the DD thing.
Ha! DD like designated driver.... I guess I'll be more specific next time I say that. Well, my friend arived here and we had a great week, and now she is safe at home in Seattle. Worried for nothing, again. Thanks for all your responses.
