His flight was on time and per my calculation, he was supposed to be home by midnight. It was 1.30 and I had yet to hear anything from him. Anything could've happened, so when his text finally came thru, I was beyond relief. Makes me wonder, if my mind is this occupied only for worrying about the main man, how can I handle additional individuals! All the more reason to not rush on having kids is what I'm saying. :P
