It ain't over til....

I have my cell phone charger back.

Let me detail to you yesterdays extravaganza o' pain.

So, I spent several hours of the day awaiting a response from Michael about if I could go down and get my charger from him. In the mean time, Damon called me and asked if I wanted to hang out. I agreed to, and we ended up watching Little Miss Sunshine.

Before I got to Damon's, Michael called and we agreed on a time to meet and we chatted a bit. He told me all about his weekend, it was actually pretty exciting with lots of people. Not at all like my snoozefest. :P

Michael got out of work at 7:30 and I had rehearsal at 8:00 so it was obvious I would have to go down after rehearsal. I was okay with that, so was he. So I went to rehearsal and, ultimately, it was intensely frustrating and sucky. Having been away from the production for a week, and having to be off-book for Act II...it was rough. So I was already stressed when I left for Maryland.

And then I got a text from Katie. She'd been saying that her foot and ankle hurt for about a week, and I kept telling her to see a doctor. (Neither one of us are good about seeing doctors in a timely manner.) The text said "Hey I am going to the ER with Kayla to get my foot looked at after rehearsal be back way late". So, that didn't help me be less stressed, because of course I was anxious to find out what happened to her foot.

So I get to Michael's place, and come to let me through the gates comes not just Michael, but also his friend Allison, and another guy. Turns out, the guy is a character from Michael's weekend, so I've heard of him -- and, surprise surprise, seems like he's into Michael. (Can you blame him? :P) Michael's roomie and his roomie's boyfriend were also there. That's a whole mess of people for me to unexpectedly have to deal with when I was stressed and kinda wanting to just be totally relaxed.

So, I get my charger, and Michael cracks a joke about how I "accidentally on purpose" left it there. So I reply, just as smarmily, "Well, if that's what you think I'll just leave right now."
I had both locks unlocked and the door creaking open before he poked his head out towards the door and said, "Wait, are you really leaving?" I was all prepared to if he hadn't stopped me.

The group of us watched TV, and ate. And I was feeling more stressed as time went on, especially not having heard from Katie. So, at about 12:30 I announced that I needed to leave. Michael gave me a sort of sad puppy dog face which totally made me want to melt and stay and asked if I was sure.
Of course, I'd not mentioned to him about Katie. Why make him worry when he's got all these friends around, right? So I just assured him that it was for the best. He gave me what is quite possibly the best hug I ever had and asked if he'd see me soon, to which I reply "Mmhmm." He instructed me to text him when I got home, and soon I was on my way.
When I got home, I sent him a text saying "I'm home" and he sent the sweetest reply: "Glad you made it home safe, I'm sad you had to leave..."
Which was definitely enough to make me regret leaving, but considering what happened next there was really no other way it could have worked out.

Katie called just after that, on her way home from the hospital. She was diagnosed with a sprained ankle and the possibility of a hairline fracture in her foot. I helped her bring things in from her van, set about making her lunch for work, and getting her set up as a cripple at home.

And just as I was going to bed, Michael sent me another cute text where he came up with a brand new pun from my name -- Mammo-Graham. I'm hoping it doesn't catch on the way some others have. :P

This morning I woke up bright and early and drove her to her first day at her new temp job in Harrisburg -- at the capitol building, during rush hour. I returned to campus, went to class, went to my next class, went to my third class, picked up Katie, dropped her at the apartment and went to a meeting, followed by another meeting, followed by rehearsal. Needless to say, I'm exhausted.