Just Maybe III

It’s Wednesday. I’ve blogged about it, thought about it, read people’s advice about it, and decided to see where things go.

Heck, am getting impatient with this waiting around.

I pick up the phone, I want closure, is what I tell myself. I have to see if it’s time to delete the number or revive last week’s ‘feelings.’

I decide to call as soon as I finish one page of my website project. Damn, I did not know it takes this long. My pal has left for church and it’s too quiet. Time to make that call.

Take my phone, step out to the balcony and press the call button. First ring (increased heart rate..), second ring (come on now..), third ring (he’s not going to pick up…hang up, but what if he thinks I was ‘flashing’ him?), fourth ring (maybe he’s in class…no it’s past class time), fifth ring( maybe he’s in the bathroom), sixth ring (he’s deliberately ignoring me…I’ll wait till it rings itself out), 7th,8th,9th and I hang up… that settles it then. Obviously not interested.

I sit back at the table, continue typing here, reading there, choosing a playlist, until I hear my phone just begin to ring. It’s my cousin flashing me! Probably wants to tell me Man-U will win the game, I don’t call back. A text message comes in, it’s him. He says he just saw my missed call and will come see me in a few minutes.

He shows up a few minutes later.

We chat a little. I’ve decided to take it slow, and no, am not launching Operation Snag Him. We say our goodnights. Tomorrow is also a day.

The song “Ordinary people” by John Legend is playing in my head.

I grab the whistle my 4 year old cousin forgot at home when he came to visit and head downstairs to the TV room to watch the match between Man-Useless and Barca.