I must have swallowed several caterpillars on Friday because by time I pulled into the airport my stomach was full of butterflies.
I knew Tammy’s plane had landed and made my way to the baggage claim where I anxiously waited for Tammy to appear.
I can’t tell you how many times I walked down to where I thought Tammy would be coming from before eventually turning back to the baggage claim area.
I tried to pass the time by playing video games on my phone but it seemed as if time was standing still.
As I was about to pull Tammy’s luggage off the belt, I saw her. I quickly grabbed her bag and headed toward her. After a big hug and kiss we headed off the car.
Stressing Out Over Steaks
When we reached the car I ran over to Tammy’s side and opened the door for her which raised her suspicions.
Tammy: What are you up to?
Me: Nothing. I just wanted to open the door for you.
Tammy: No, that’s not it. You’re up to something.
I tried my best to act calm as we headed into the mass of traffic leaving O’Hare in search of a place to eat so we could wait out the traffic.
We found a Longhorn Steakhouse and decided to stop there since neither of us had eaten at one before.
Because I was worried about someone spilling the beans to Tammy, I set yesterday’s post to be published at 8:30 p.m., so I kept watching the time on my phone
Dinner hit the spot and on our way home when the story was posted.
What’s Behind Door #1
I had brought my camera with me in hopes of recording Tammy’s reaction when we walked in.
She made it into the house before me and I was worried that I was going to miss The Reveal.
I looked like a tourist as I walked into the house with my camera, which was recording, hanging around my neck.
Tammy changed clothes in our bedroom while I hovered around with the camera in tow which eventually caused her to question me.
Tammy: What are you doing?
Tammy: Yes you are. What did you do?
Me: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
That’s when she realized the door to her “closet” was closed.
Tammy: Did you do something to my room?
Tammy: I don’t believe you.
With that she headed toward the door while I hit record on my camera.
Within three seconds of me stopping the recording, Tammy started into the stuff I had been nervous about.
You Want Happy Ending?
She couldn’t believe all of the work I had done and wasn’t mad at me at all.
She hadn’t read my post from yesterday and so I went through all of the details of my very busy week.
She was very happy with my closet selection and showered me with hugs and kisses.
But it wasn’t until this morning that she started to get emotional about everything and started crying.
Tammy: I’m a procrastinator crier. I’m crying now just thinking about it.
Hopefully she isn’t a procrastinating being angry over it.