So for some background to this story, I'm pretty good about answering my phone, at least when Tyler calls. Even if I go to bed early and he calls me late after I've fallen asleep, I'll answer, (though maybe angrily). And when we spend the evening together and part ways, we normally only call each other to say goodnight if we haven't seen each other for a few hours. When it's getting late we just say goodbye and go to bed. Sometimes he'll call me in the mornings to wake me up since he gets up a little earlier than I do, but not often.
So....
Last night we did some shopping at Costco (I got a HP Mini - yay!) and I left his house about 9pm. I had to circle my apartment to find parking and ended up a little further away from normal. I had my new netbook and a bag full of food, plus my purse. So it wasn't until I was all the way up to my apartment that I realized I forgot my cell phone in my car. It was late & cold and I figured it wasn't too big of a deal. The thought ran through my mind that if Tyler called he might be worried, so I kind of said a little prayer that he wouldn't worry. :-)
So this morning at 7 am I got a knock on my door. I've been ordering lots of stuff for the wedding but I didn't think FedEx came that early... it was Tyler! I felt so bad! He came in and gave me a big hug and I explained that my phone was in my car. He said, "I called you like 12 times... I didn't even think of that! I was thinking of the last thing I said to you!"
It's so sweet because I'm the worrier in this relationship and definitely the "worst case senario" one. I was a little surprised he was so upset. I hate for him to have been so worried but it was honestly nice to see how much he cared.
He loves me. :-)
