I thought of Barbara and RT today while dh and I were at the supermarket. Dh was pushing the shopping cart as we moved past the yogurt section. I said aloud without looking at dh: “I think I’ll get some yogurt.” I heard him say something about wanting to buy some sandwich wraps bread, but I thought he was going to wait for me, first.
I took a few long seconds choosing the yogurt.
When I turned around, dh was not there. I checked the nearest aisle. Not there. I checked where wraps were. Not there. I ended up checking every darn aisle, and he wasn’t in any of them! So, I put the yogurt back and was thinking he must have already checked out somehow in unbelievably record time and I was prepared to go out to the car (yes, I was mad at him by this time, lol).
As I put the yogurt away, he emerged from the rear door of the store! He had decided he needed to use the store’s restroom. Grrr.
Anyway, sorry for my long, mundane story. Of course getting lost in the supermarket is nothing like getting lost in the desert, but it illustrated to me just how easy it can be to lose one another in such a short time. I hadn’t brought my phone with me, so I couldn’t text or call him, either.