So today at work at 9:15 AM, my phone rings. It is my Mom, quite upset and a little panic stricken... she didn't know where I was, thought I didn't come home last night (which would be unlike me), and was concerned that maybe I was laying unconscious in my car in a ditch somewhere. She had called my cell phone (twice) and left a message on my work voicemail (which I hadn't checked yet) and had called my friend I was hanging out with last night. Truth was, I came home after she went to bed, no one else noticed me slip in, and I left for work early at 6:00 (also unlike me) to fix a server. I didn't think to tell her, and my cell phone doesn't work in the server room, so all that makes for a very panic-stricken mom who is about ready to call the police and report me missing.
So, there is no moral to this story except that it's really nice... nice to know there are people in your life who care about you that much. It's a wonderful feeling to know you are loved.
