How sad for poor me...

Just Ed getting home to his ecstatic wife and me right behind her saying is scott here wheres scott did he come home too. All with this wild leaping heart and huge smile. No, not scott. Kenny dropped off Ed on his way to the city to give Camilla this happy wild feeling that shes been waitting for all week. And then i plummet and get mad and everything that had made me so happy moments before seems dull and then i call scott to give him a piece of my mind (because Ed said scotts staying through the weekend), but his phone puts me directly to voicemail. So sad. Especially because Sam ran to the door to see the Ershbocks embrace and heard me excited about Daddy and then the aforementioned letdown....I think i'm over it now though. We had a little puking all over the couch and blanket and his clothes and my clothes incident soon after the big letdown, and then into the bath and now a cartoon and back to my comforting cup a joe that i gave up yesterday but can't go without for this minor stress level increase. Whats 60 calories anyways. Maybe we'll walk to the farther park today.
Slight interuption just there. Scott called and i knew it was him so i did'nt care if it was'nt and i answered 'this better be scott'. It was and boy am i glad because who wants to call someone and hear that!! But do you know that because i'd been writing, and sort of releasing right here, on my way to get the phone i resolved to share love only and be a good girl. The cruelest thing i had to say was 'this better be scott'. After that i said how i felt like a huge wind was let out of my sail and like a balloon who'd been popped. He said he was sorry and the phone has'nt worked since it died in the middle of our last conversation last night. But he used Todds phone and will call again after 9 tonight because then its free. Then i wanted to tell him about Sam and our phone conversation inexplicably died and i don't have Todds number so thats that. Oh, he did say hed come home tonight or tomorrow night. Thats a big difference in my book, but i'm once again excited. I always do better with a little bit of a plan. But now i gotta figure out if Sam is better and i should get him out into the fresh air, or if hes still unwell and needs some more couch recovery. i feel better anyways, as long as i don't get sick it should be a fine day.