I went back on my own word. (Don’t act like you haven’t done it before.) A week ago Sunday, I hung out with Guy B; let’s call him Antonio. Antonio called my phone one morning while I was on my way to work. Apparently he’d been out of the country for a few weeks for his job. I kinda gave him a hard time for just disappearing, but because I know who signs his paycheck, I understand his life may not be his own at times. I relayed what I would appreciate in the future if this were to happen again, and he said he understood. Fast forward to a few days later. It was a Sunday, and I didn’t have anything to do. I figured Antonio was in town, so I sent him a text asking if he had any plans. He called me within 5 minutes and suggested we go to the place we first met to watch the 4 o’clock game. (Which game? It didn’t matter. We first met while watching football, so it’s established we’re both fans of the sport.)
Before half time, we both decided that we had had enough and were ready to go. I suggested we watch “Scandal”. He had never seen it before, and I thought a good initiation to the show was the latest episode, which was when Fitz was shot. As we’re walking down 8th St., he grabs my hand. Uh, sir, we haven’t seen each other in a month of Sundays, and you think we can just pick up where we left off?! (According to the BFF TyAnthony, guys may be ghost because they get caught up in life, and it has nothing to do with how they feel about a young lady.) Long story short, because you all don’t need every nitty-gritty detail of my dating life, I was all set to give up my “I’m Off the Market” stance and see where this was going based on a hand-holding stroll and “Scandal” watch party complete with conversation, comfort, and laughs. And while we were chilling on my couch, it felt right…as in “I could get used to this.” The really pissy thing is that for ONCE I don’t have to say “It’s a joke” to a potential suitor because as soon as Antonio and I look at each other, we burst out laughing. (Heck, sometimes we don’t even need to look at each other.) Not since Southern Mom (and maybe Southern Cousin) has someone GOT me… Antonio was talking a good game, and I.WAS.HOOKED. I was even thinking about buying ol’ boy a Christmas gift.
So, where is Antonio now? I have no idea, nor do I care to know. After a few times of planning things and him not following through, I’m over it. I’m going back to focusing on me and my health and this half-marathon training. And I was asked to participate in an event in March; that’s still up in the air, but I need to make a decision about that quickly. I’m sure he’ll call me eventually; don’t they always??? But as my blogging mentor/sister-girl/soror/friend Najeema commented on a previous post, she commended me for laying for my truths out there. So what is my truth now??? While I’m currently off the market, I want to be in a relationship. And I eventually want to be married and have someone (or two) call me, “Mommy”. But if you can’t be a constant in my life, as a friend or other, we might as well part ways. Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city.