Boy was I wrong

So I said I would be fine once they got to York. Except I hadn't heard much from them since Bath, so ya, Sunday or Monday is the last time I've have more than a "Hi, we're here and we are alive." conversation with Donna. In fact the last time I had any contact with her was Thursday afternoon around 2:30, I got a couple of texts. I've texted her 3 times and left a message on her cell, which did ring and not go straight to voice mail. I'm not sure whether to be nervous for her well being or ticked or???

This is just so incredibly FRUSTRATING!!!

Okay, so it's lunchtime there, maybe they are getting settled into their flat and checking York out, though I would think she'd have her phone on her. Or maybe they went to London to pick up their luggage they left behind at Scott's, who by the way, is a SAINT! But even if that was true, she would still have her phone on her. So I can take this two ways, maybe three. 1)She doesn't have her phone on her because it's charging. 2)She does have her phone on but can't answer it because...(I got nuthin, I don't know why she wouldn't answer her phone). Or 3)The old favorite my brain dredges up, she can't answer the phone because she's a)been kidnapped and is having awful things done to her, b)been hit by a lorry and her phone was lost in the rush to get her to the hospital, or c)simply laying dead in a ditch.

Ya, that is but a small insight as to what goes on in my very fertile brain when I don't hear from my loved ones. With Les, her dad, it was always, he got smeared on the freeway and they were having trouble identifying him to call his closest of kin.

Donna, do me a favor and just send me a long email telling me what's been going on the last few days so I'll be put out of my misery.

I love you a lot....more than you know.

Mom