Way to my Heart

While I was watching the clock and sitting here playing computer Solitaire, you walk in the door and say “Hey, I’m home!” 
So I say, “What—you walked home on this cold and windy day?  I was waiting for you to call for a ride.”

Then the phone rings, right beside my elbow. 
I pick up, and a smoothe guy voice says “Hey, I’m home.  Just wanted to call and let you know.”