I’ve been contemplating yesterday’s events. No, not the rescue of Iranian fishermen from Somali pirates by the US Navy that resulted in manly hugs, but the appearance on my doorstep of a man I hadn’t seen or heard from in a year and a half.
I opened the door, but only a crack, and there he was babbling about losing his phone so he didn’t have my number, though he didn’t say if he lost my number a year and a half ago or a couple of days ago. We chatted for a couple of minutes through the partly opened door before I sent him on his way.
He had wanted to come in and in his words “practice a few dance steps.” Now, I like to dance, but showing up unannounced after 18 months is a little weird. And even though it was 1:00 in the afternoon, I hadn’t yet showered and dressed for the day. My goal each day is to be showered and dressed by noon, but I don’t always achieve that goal, unless it is a Monday, Tuesday or Thursday because those are the days I usually have to be somewhere by !:00. In case you’re wondering, I’m not going to achieve that goal today either. Perhaps I need a new goal.
Later that afternoon, after showering and dressing, I wandered out to the mailbox to get my mail. Among the mail was a box of chocolates tied up with a ribbon and card. My first thought was that my postal person had left me a late Christmas gift, but I thought that was odd as we barely speak but do occasionally wave at each other. I opened the card. It was from my surprise visitor, let’s call him Carlos, because that’s his name. This is what it said.
“You are a wonderful person and woman. Miss you/talking to you. Hope the new year will bring you everything you wished for. Carlos”
He wrote his phone number under his name. Now, I face a dilemma, and not just whether I should point out the redundancy in his opening sentence, which if I do point it out to him, might make me seem less than wonderful. No, the true dilemma is that I feel compelled to call or text him a thank you for the chocolates which are delicious, but I’m not sure I want him to have my number. But not acknowledging the gift would be ungrateful and again would make me less than wonderful. I’m always grateful for chocolate although I’m not always wonderful.
Maybe I’ll send a generic thank you text. Yes, I’ll probably do that, but I might wait until tomorrow because why do today what I can put off until tomorrow. Besides, I still need to take a shower.