It's just Me

Ok all. It's eleven o six and I can finally sleep. So tonight I decided to spend a night with Jared and then later go to MUST LOVE DOGS, with my dear friend Taryn at 10:40. We thought it would be fun to go to a late movie. Well, obviously it's eleven o seven and I am not at the movie. I have had an interesting past two hours. Jared and I got home from Olive Garden and I decided to text Taryn at about 8:30 and it said " R U excited for the movie?" I never heard anything back... oh well Taryn's having fun and she doens't want me right now, I thought. So Jared and I went to Dairy Queen and got a butterfinger blizzard and it was good. I decided to text Taryn again and I wrote... "R U still boating?" Because it was about 9:30ish and she said she would be done abou then. About this time, I began to worry. Ok you have to know me to understand this one. I worry tooonnns about the people I love. If they don't call me when they say they are going to call me I assume they are dead. And I'm not joking. I get nervous. So Taryn is on a boat and it's dark so of course what do I think... she's dead and her phone is at the bottom of the river, that's why she's not texting me back or calling me. At the beginning, it was just a little worrying. So Jared was still here, we were watching country music videos, Sara Evans, Suds in the Bucket to be exact, and it was about 10:00 and I still hadn't heard from me dear friend Taryn. During a previous phone call she had said "Kristi, I should be home about 9:00 or 9:30, I'll call you when I get done." 10:00 and no call. Jared left and I told him I'd call him on his way home, cause I have been calling him on his way home for the past three years. I like to make sure he gets home ok. (that's because of the worry factor again) I forgot to call Jared because I got sooo worried about Taryn (well, that's kind of a lie, I called him but he was already home and I usually call him on his way home, so I guess I didn't forget to call him, my call was just a little late due to worrying about Taryn). I gave up text messenging Taryn and the calling began. I called, she didn't answer, I called, she didn't answer, I called she didn't answer. This went on a lot more. Finally, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I need to do something about this in case she is floating in the river somewhere. I called her household. It was 10:30 mind you and a little late to be calling one's house, but I love Taryn and did it anyways. I got Taryn's dad and tried to stay calm and not worry them but it didn't really work. I broke down and said " I'm really worried about Taryn because she always calls me if she's going to be late or if she's going to ditch me." Her mother then gets on the phone and sounds a bit distressed and says " you know, I haven't heard from her in awhile and I was expecting to hear from her." I say, just have her call me when she gets home. I realized that tactic didn't work and went onto another one. I began to search my cell phone for people who would know David Thames phone number. i saw Heather's name and though ohh good idea Kristi, but nope her phone was turned off. Next I saw Laura and tried that one. Bingo, she had David's number. i called it crossing my fingers that he answered because if he didn't I had it in my mind that they were at the bottom of the icky, gross Illinois River and who knows what I would have done next. David answered and gave me Taryn and things were settled and I found out she was alive and well. Taryn is home chatting with me on msn and I can now get a good nights sleep knowing she is not swimming with the fishes.

Please pray for my chronic worry disorder... I think I need help.

Kristi