Waiting For The Shoe To Drop
On a very snowy day during my quarantine time, Buds decided to bike to CrossFit for a morning workout, wearing his boots, with his CrossFit supplies in the bike basket.
I come from a long line of anxious folks, and I am mostly able to control my anxiety, but having spent a fair amount of time thinking about and planning for Buddie’s inevitable death, my thoughts often turn that direction when we’re not together.
I had the following exchange with Kel on the day he biked to CrossFit in the snow.
It’s difficult to tell from the screenshot, but a fair amount of time has passed from when I am sharing my fears with Kelly and the sentence where I ask if I can just call her.
As I was typing the line, “He’ll be fine. It will be fine…” my phone rang with a call from Coach Kaley at our CrossFit.
My first thought was, how did the police know to go to CrossFit when they came across his body?
I answered the phone, and it was Buds. (Remember how I said he’d forgotten his phone at home?)
“Are you okay?”
He responded in a disgustingly chipper manner.
“I’m fine. I only fell over once, but when I fell over, my shoe must have fallen out out of my basket because I got to CrossFit with only one shoe. Could you go look for it and bring it to me?”
He was able to tell me exactly where he had fallen and where he expected I would find the shoe.
I drove to the Armory close to our house, pulled into the parking lot, noticing a woman waiting in the parking lot for the Sauna place to open. I smiled at her as I went on a shoe hunt.
It was right where he said it would be.
I was dying to laugh about it with someone, so I was grateful when the woman opened her car door to ask, “Where’d you find a shoe?” and we got to share a hearty guffaw together.
I dropped off the shoe and Buddie’s phone to him at CrossFit, then drove home to relax and call Kelly to laugh about the story all over again.
My favorite part of the exchange with Kelly is where I reference how much Buds hates getting help from strangers by intimating that asking for help is fine for “regular people.” 😆😆
Always an adventure.
