Have you ever texted someone to tell them you were emailing them something? Maybe if it’s really really important and it needs their response right away or maybe if you know that person doesn’t check their email very often it would be okay. Right? I have done that one or twice. Usually just for my friend Lisa who checks her email about once a month.
That’s not obsessive. Or at least I don’t think it is.
But we have decided #2 Son’s Mom has become our Stalker Mom. Because within a 3 day span of him being here texts become reminders to check voicemails, which are notices that an email has been sent which I’m sure are follow ups to smoke signals which I cannot see from Shreveport.
Example 1: Yesterday I got a text from her telling me to check my email regarding something that wasn’t gonna need my attention until today…and really should have been sent to #2 Son because it was concerning his schedule. Both the email and the text were sent when I was in the movie theater and had my phone off. Shortly after I turned my phone back on and had checked both the text and the email I got a call to tell me what the text and email had already told me.
Example 2: There is a possibility that #2 Son may get to play in a soccer game against the pro Dynamo team this weekend (he is here to practice and train with the Dynamo junior Club). Pretty much that’s all we know. It may or may not happen and he may or may not sit the bench since he’s the newest guy on the squad. #2 Son’s Mom called about 10 this morning to ask me if she should come and bring friends to see him. (I’m kinda sure that’s a decision she should be discussing with him)
When I didn’t answer my phone because I was cutting up chicken to make some delicious home made soup, she left a voice mail. I figured I’d call her right back when my hands weren’t covered in raw chicken juice.
Then Katherine’s phone rang. Katherine was still asleep and I heard her kinda stumble across her bedroom floor to her cell phone.
Seriously? After a Facebook exchange which I ended with “call you rson and ask him, he really knows more of the details than I” and leaving a voicemail on my phone was it really necessary to wake a late sleeper?
Yeah, I’m, being a bit bitchy about it. I admit it. And in a few hours I may regret this post. For now I’m just glad I decided to “Nip it in the bud” and let #2 Son’s Mom know texting to tell us she is emailing us to tell us she is gonna call is overkill and she has turned from Soccer Mom to Stalk-her Mom.
