Three guys and me

So it was that t-boy came to visit and the day he was to go back, which was just one day after he got here, I asked him when he was leaving because at this time we were too far away from his home for him to return that night. So of course it was a given that he would be staying one more night. Somehow he insinuated not even ready to go home. And one way or the other he got an extended stay; one week.

Wednesday of that same week Hugo called, he was going to come in on Thursday or Friday he said. Okay I replied. The coming was overdue. He came in on Friday.

As if it was a planned meet, my best pal called and said he was coming in on Friday. Phew! All of a sudden my place was becoming the Mecca to be at. Yeepi! I exclaimed, about time you came to your senses. I picked Bos up just opposite the 'Tantis' at Ogba at about to six pm on Friday.

This is where the story begins.

The story goes on from there, to where I get home and find the main gate unlocked and after a few cries and no response I grew agitated; where in the world is t-boy? He knew better than to leave my gate unlocked. Nigeria gives you very many reasons to be paranoid; this is fallout of the situation prevalent in the country.

Anyways I shouted some more and he finally came to the window, "I am coming" he said. Phew! What a relief.

So I was let in, with Bos remember, and even before I got out of the car Tolulope, that is t-boy started bemoaning how being home all day had not been great. Power had been out twelve hours. I could imagine his headache since it was just as we drove in that power was restored. "Pele" was all I could say.

I went upstairs to check up on Hugo. Everyone calls him my son. Lolz. Well he really is my first son. We share a bond that cannot be explained, #period. He was still sleeping in spite of my raucous. Ugochukwu I called out to him. He rolled over looked at me rolled his eyes as if to say finally, and dug his head back in the pillow. Lailai I wasn’t going to take that, a proper greeting was required. But this guy is something else. Let me keep that to myself. So I started tickling him and that worked. Lolz. He was tired from over sleeping and not having eaten. "Where you waiting for me to come and cook?" I asked. "Yes na" he responded. "Heyah" was my reply. "You obviously were not really so hungry else you would have eaten" I continued.

Anyway we fixed food, ate and they resumed playing some sort of soccer game. I wasn’t interested and anyway I had a function the following day so it was sleep for me.

Saturday

Left home early. I had to pick ma and pa up at their place and then resume the journey to some 100 and something kilometers to a close family friend's wedding. Got back home rather late. Today they didn’t wait for me to come prepare food. Of cause they had been home all day so they had done brunch and dinner. Well I was too tired to do much. A few gisting and straight to bed. Tomorrow is work. Yes I know it is a Sunday but work had to go on.

Sunday

I left home rather early. I had business to attend to. It was a concert we were organising and sometime during the day the guys joined me at the venue. Sharp guys they were. They didn’t eat before leaving home and knew there was no way they would say that to me and we wouldn’t go food searching. Ended up breaking the bank for them to eat. At least they appreciated it. That is enough compensation.

The programme was a huge success, even if I say so. We got home just a few minutes before midnight. Funny thing is the guys that were already sleeping in the car, got home and straight away it was back to the game for them. I have to learn this soccer thing else I would always be left out.

So for me it was sleep time. Okay and Hugo too.

Monday

I felt that after yesterday's very full day I would be sleeping till about midday. Nope I was up by 8am. That was pretty early considering that I slept rather late, about 2.30am, and work the day before. Anyways when I arose Hugo was already awake. I had chosen to sleep on the floor in the parlour so they could share the bed. Ooo it is a very big bed, queen sized. He was there on the bed wide awake tweeting away. T-boy didn’t get up until an hour and a half later. And Bos, some three hours after t-boy did. Both of them had spent the better part of the night playing soccer on the computer. I am sure they probably didn’t sleep till somewhere around 4 a.m.

Well I could go on and on and give you minute by minute account of how the day was spent but no. It was bad enough they were leaving, then they decided to leave at the same time. Bos back to his aunt's place, Tolulope for home and Ugochukwu for school. The tea break was over. My crib went from being a ten on bubbly, on a scale of one to ten, to a minus two in just about the time it took to step over the porch.

That's it. That's all I am saying. Even as I look forward to the Christmas season with a grateful heart Hope to have a crib full. Hmmm. I guess I should also look out for their leaving too.