Why do I worry so much... DH is late home from work.

[breeze]

I just wanted to know if there are others out there that worry needlessly.

DH is 20 mins late home from work (20 mins late than the latest he gets home iyswim) He has 30 miles to come home, the rain is pelting down and I am worried he has had an accident. He normally calls from him mobile if running late (as he knows I worry). I don't want to call his mobile in case it scares him and he crashes so I am in a no win situation.

Please tell me I am not alone.

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I worry about my dh too, Breeze. He works 30 miles away on very busy and dangerous roads and I can't help imagining the worst, especially in winter.
You are not alone in this!

Breeze-totaly understand where youo're coming from. Dp is a gem, and usualy he calles if he is going to be later than 7.00pm, but occasionaly he doesn't and gets in at 7.30 to find a sobbing heap on the sofa gibbering something about him being dead in a ditch. He cycles home you see, and he is also a thrill seeker and, sometimes, takes risks. Having said that he is very responsable and an excellent cyclyst...and 10 minutes late is not disastorous, so i would say i worry totaly needlessly.
I would say it's only cause we love the lucky blokes so much
I would also add that nothing at all bad has ever happened to him on the way home, and i'm sure your dh will be absolutly fine.

Take care hon
xxxxx

I'm the same breeze. DH is a lorry driver and works nights. Lately the weather has been terrible with high winds and rain and I find it really hard to sleep with worrying about him. I think it's natural but there is always a good explanation if they're late. Don't worry he'll be home soon i'm sure x

Thanx all, relieved its not just me and relieved that Dh arrived home shortly after I posted.

Car broke down on way home (not his causing back up) and he had no credit on his phone.

That's a relief. I'm just like you. Once, when we lived in a 2nd floor flat, dp was late home. I sat by the window which overlooked the entrance to the flats. I was convinced that passers-by kept stopping to look in our doorway, probably because dp had been attacked and was lying unconscious in the doorway.

And the worst - I once called my flatmate's place of work because he was home from work late. His colleague told me he'd gone to the pub. I've never confessed about that to him. Maybe I should (mind you, his wife would probably be on my side!)

Not alone, I am EXACTLY the same.

If DH ever goes to a meeting away or down to London to see his Mum without me, I'm a wreck until I know he's survived the M6/M1 unscathed! I always to check his progress but worry about ringing as I don't want him to answer the phone in case he crashes!!

I thought I was the only headcase!! I am a terrible worrier!

Oh good-poor dh though, breaking down after work! At least he's safe.
Fisil-i spent 20 minutes the other night glued to my front window, in floods of tears, convinced that if any passer by turned round to look behind them, they were turning to look at my splattered dp at the end of the road. Sigh.

He went to Tibet for a month last year. Cycling. Over the Hymalayers (sp). He could only contact me very occasionaly when he came across a cyber cafe. That was a month of anxiety i can tell you!

Again i must reiterate nothing bad has ever happened to dp

I worry all the time. On a bad day I have got as far as planning DH's funeral....

DD went back to Uni late Sunday night. Wednesday morning I suddenly realised I hadn't heard from her & rang her, only to get voicemail. Mum rang the college & I texted DDs boyf to see if he'd heard from her. DD was amazed at so much panic.. no credit on mobile!