The boy and I texted a bit this morning. I could tell he wasn't really in the mood since he's staring down a long week of 12hr shifts. But he humoured me and played along for a bit. He asked if I was going to go hang out at the beach today. I told him I'd like to but have no one to go with me. He said I should go alone, get some peace and quiet. I'm pondering the idea, but I'm not so sure I want to make the 30min drive to the beach, get there, hang out for 45mins, decide beaching it solo isn't so much fun then make the 30min trek back home. Though after this morning I may just go anyway to decompress a bit.
I went to get groceries this morning. I was doing my thing, paid for my order and was on my way out of the store when I stopped dead in my tracks. There she was. Staring right at me. The crazy lady. The one who told me she was going to shoot me.
And cue panic mode.
Panic mode lead to flee mode.
And here I thought I was over it. Apparently seeing that twisted face of her's brought it all back.
Ugh. I texted a couple of friends to tell them. They both asked if I was OK. Which I am/was. I was just panicky and freaking out slightly. What I really wanted to do was call the boy, but I didn't want him to think I was being silly and over reacting. I may call him later though.
That was a fantastic start to my day. I'm telling you, her face is one I will not soon forget.
Why haven't you m entionned this tonight!! I hope you don't think that I don't care! I hope that you're ok!
ReplyDeleteHoly crap! This woman, who would have been nothing more than a glance before is now setting off a panic reaction that freezes you in your steps... I'm glad you were able to handle it so well Erin!
ReplyDelete...and I'm glad she didn't say anything to you!