How many times has that question raced through my mind over the past 48 hrs. ? The answer comes almost immediately...."apparently I wasn't."
I haven't blogged in a while. I guess I haven't had alot to say. (I know some of you find that really hard to believe..lol) But writing, for me, is therapy. And today....I'm feeling like I could use a little therapy. If this doesn't work...professional help may soon be sought!) =-)
I am a list maker. Things to do: 1)buy Jordan a plane ticket 2)find Jordan a place to stay 3)give Jordan cab money.....A RESOUNDING CHECK !! But rarely do things work according to a list.
We should have known things weren't going to go as planned with the NYC adventure when the guy Jord was subletting his room from...sent the apartment key to the wrong address..so it never made it to Texas. I can only suppose this same guy never thought about asking his roommate if he was going to be in town because at the last minute..he found out he wasn't. Thus...the key was given to the Supe''! As Jordan is getting ready to board the plane..the Supe' text that he has to work and won't be home til' late. Let's see..Jordan..in NYC..late at night..sitting on the side of the road..with 4 bags..waiting on the Supe'! Hmmm...now doesn't that just scream "HEY..MUG ME !!" Thank heavens he was raised to have some sense and opted to call a friend and sleep @ his place. (of course I didn't find any of this out until 11:00 that night. Smart boy!) =-)
The next morning the Supe' tells Jord to walk to the building (20 blocks away..carrying a duffle bag & backpack) and sit outside and see if someone could let him in, because he has to work. Jord walks..waits..and a half hour later..the Supe'(light bulb) decides to call somebody to let him in. Hmmm....where was that thinking the day before ??
Jordan walks the 20 blocks back to get his other two suitcases, and walks the 20 blocks back to the apartment. I'm sure most of you are asking, "why didn't he hail a freakin' cab?" That's what I asked. I guess out in the "burroughs" cabs aren't just whizzing by all the time! Who knew ?? They are always around on TV. Ugh...hollywood illusion !!
At this point it's been an emotional 24 hrs. to say the least. Jord is physically and emotionally drained...which means, so am I. Knowing your child is stressed out...and across the country...where you can't reach them..is a horrible feeling.
Saturday morning comes..I'm hoping for a brighter day. Aubrey (his girlfriend) and I are out..getting our nails done..trying to make ourselves feel better, when we get this text from Jord..."the Supe' just called me and told me they are going to be taking off my apartment door tomorrow and won't put it back on til' the next day." Hmmmm......WHAT????? Momma bear is coming alive....and God help anyone who gets in my way. I start asking for numbers. I'm fixin' to get up close and personal with a few NYC people...and I don't plan on it being pretty. HOW do you sublet your room out and FORGET to mention to the guy renting it that "oh...by the way...you aren't going to have a door to your apartment for a day." I pull the car over..put Jord on speaker phone so he can talk me & Aubrey through this insanity. We found out there is a hall door..that actually locks.. that leads to Jord's and another person's apartment. I'm starting to feel better realizing that..okay..so only one other apartment has exposure to yours..UNTIL...the following conversation takes place:
Me: "So who lives in the other apartment?"
Jord: "An old guy.
Me: "Oh good. That shouldn't be too bad then."
Jord: "Yeah..except when I came in yesterday, his door was cracked and he was laying on the bed with no pants on watching TV. He only had a t-shirt on."
Me: "You mean he was walking around in his underwear?"
Jord: "NO...I MEAN...he ONLY had a t-shirt on. NOTHING else."
(if you ever watched FRIENDS...the ugly, naked guy episode comes to mind)
My head might explode at this point. WHAT WAS I THINKING???? Why would any normal mom, with a little sense, send her child to NYC ???? Have I lost my ever lovin' mind ? It would appear.
I can only hope that one day...we will all look back on this time in our lives and be able to laugh ! Until then............
I AM SO SORRY!!!!! I saw your fb post yesterday (I think?), and I have thought about him several times. There are no words I can say to ease your worry, I'm sure. Just know that I'm praying for you all. In (obviously) different circumstances, I've learned that the things that stretch us the most are the things that give us the greater reward.
ReplyDeleteThere better be a BIG payout for this one. ;)