Suicide Watch- Day 3

She's Gone Oh why? She's Gone Oh why?
I better learn how to face it
She's Gone Oh why? She's Gone Oh why?
I'd pay the devil to replace her
She's Gone Oh why? She's Gone Oh why?
What went wrong?

England. Cambridge.

She left Saturday at 6:46. I tracked the flight from Werner Station. She went over Canada, the Atlantic, and Ireland. She made it there. She called. We talked. It was 8:00 am her time, 3:00am mine. I was tired. She made it.

It was a tough ride home from the airport. I stalled by driving around the airport lanes seeing where I would pick her up when she comes back, in August. I cried the entire drive home. It was difficult. Just like it was when she went to NY.

I went to Lowe's when I got back into town. She called from the payphone right in front of her terminal. We talked for a good fifteen minutes as I sat on a riding lawnmower outside. She had to go, I heard her flight number being paged in the background. No contact with her for the next 10 hours. I was walking through Lowe's and the Werner's popped in. I went to their house, played some games, moved their pool table from the flooded area of the basement to higher ground, check the status of her flight. It all worked out. I went home and slept for what seemed like hours, when in reality it was only 20 minutes, then she called. She was there, very tired, and ready to sleep, but it was early. She had the whole day to go through still.

Yesterday, Sunday, I get up anticipating her call. She waits until I am in the shower, head full of suds, and soap covering everything except my finger tips before she calls. So I rinse as fast as I can and jump out to get the phone.

Dial tone.

So I wait another minute. Nothing. Maybe it wasn't her. I get back into the shower and start ringing off. Phone again.

This time I give it until the third ring, so I can get the soap off my head and off my fingers, and then answer the phone. We talk for five minutes... then we say goodbye until later that night.

I taught Childrens Church Sunday Morning. 25 kids from ages 3-15. It's always a fun experiance. I taught on what Jesus said makes us greatest, which would be serving. Micah, our Music Minister, and his vocal group Proclaim put on a musical service for us. It was quite good, and I think that the kids enjoyed themselves with me as teacher.

After church we went to Fazoli's for lunch. It was nice, except for the fact that we were a group of fourteen. It was nuts. I ended up getting off pretty cheap, paying for me and my date, Becca. It was a fun time, and afterwards we went to Casa De La Werner for some much needed information on the Marvelous Marvels Movie, the Fantastic Four. We traveled to Maumee and saw the movie. 5 people and 3 movie passes, one of which had expired, and the whole cast...$13.00. It was almost like going to the Super Cinema's. The movie was ok. I'm glad we only paid $13.00 for it, because I don't think it was as good as say, Spiderman, but not nearly as bad as DareDevil. It was just ok.

Then I dropped the kids off at church and I stayed to play volleyball with them. We didn't have a very good team, but we were having fun. On my last hit I was turned around and facing away from the net as I hit it, and it was out third hit, so I just lofted it up in the hopes that it went over. As I turned around, I was lucky enough to see the volleyball swoosh right through the basketball net, good for three points. On that note, I left. I needed to get to Fiddler practice, and had 10 minutes to do it in. So I dropped off the Wernermobile, switched to my car, and began the drive. I was low on gas when I got to Adrian, so I took the time to get gas and some waters from the Speedway. Then I snuck into practice. It was a good one, as we cemented parts for a final time, touched up rough dance spots, and learned the rest of the wedding and drinking dances. Then I slowly made my way back home. I almost stopped four times on the way home to get something to eat, but I successfully navigated around such stopping points and made it home and to the apartment.

There were ants crawling all over my counter. What I had failed to realize is that when you leave cough drops out on the counter in 90 degree weather for multiple days, the sugar tends to melt and it attracted a swarm of ants. They're everywhere!

Mom calls, we talk. Told her Korinne made it. She says fine. Then I start to scrub, and Korinne calls again. We chat, and mid you it's like 4:00am her time. She's a dork. Things are going well, she's getting ready for tomorrow.

Monday. A long drawn out day, a whole lot like what tomorrow promises to be. Our customer was going to bring in his deposit for the day, but instead of 8:30am, it was 11:45am, which means in stead of my being here at 8:00 I could have come in one hour earlier, and still had time to sleep. I called Milks, she called back. We talked, and I am eagerly awaiting lunch.

But depression is still heavy and
it looks like it's going to rain...