It’s a brand new year everyone and am happy to be a part of it (am sure you are too)!
I spent a week in my home town and it was one fun week. And I didn’t spend the whole time playing cinderella in the kitchen. Thanks to our new help-Happiness! That girl is just a blessing. Her presence really helped a lot. I didn’t have to work my butt off doing the house chores although I helped out where I needed to.
The trip to my village was quite uneventful. I traveled by road with a couple of friends who were also headed home (saved me the money I woulda spent on transportation). I was able to steal just a few snatches of sleep during the eight hour drive. This was unlike me cos usually I would dozed off just as soon as the engine started( I hate long road trips and the only way I keep the nausea at bay and avoid throwing up all over the place is by heading off to snoozeland). I guess I was to strung up and scared at my friend’s James Bond driving style to be able to sleep properly,lol!
Anyway we arrive in one piece and was I delighted to see my relatives again? Especially my dear old grandma. In fact I met grandma along the path to my home trekking on foot! That woman’s strength never ceases to amaze me! She even insisted on helping with my luggage, can you imagine?!
Villa was cool. Everyone was okay. Although I was given the sad news that one of my maternal uncles was shot by armed robbers on 24th of December. He had gone with his brother-in-law to purchase a new car and they were trailed by armed robbers on their way back. The devils shot him at a close range and he gave up the ghost before help could come. His brother in-law was lucky to escape unhurt. Very sad indeed! The poor man didn’t even have any kids yet!
There were lots of peeps to visit and festivities to attend. My eldest brother did the introduction thingy with his fiancee. She is also from my village. This pleased my parents greatly, they had always wanted us to marry from my hometown. Lucky him, he found some one he loved from my town. And trust my family members na, that was the perfect opportunity for everyone to remind me how dry their throats had gotten,lol! God abeg provide the man with the palmwine make ur daughter rest o!
That’s me and my eldest brother.
Me and my mum.
Unlike my trip to the village, the journey back to Lagos was quite another story. I boarded a luxury bus from my village market square. The driver of the bus and his conductor, greedy fellows were hell bent on carrying everyone they saw on the way to lagos. Even after the bus was filled, they kept on loading passengers onto the aisle. I couldn’t help wondering how those passengers could stand all through the 8 or more hours to Lagos. I guess paying half price is enough motivation for some peeps especially if the pocket is singing a certain song abi?
Bad tires and Overload equals to what my peeps? Burst Tires!!! And not even once o, Twice!!! God was indeed faithful my friends. He saved us from what would have been a terrible situation. The first time was not as bad as the second. In fact when the tire exploded, I thought we had been shot at my men of the underworld. It sounded like a bomb and we were on top speed! Thank God the driver had enough presence of mind not to step on his brakes. From what I have heard, had he done that, perhaps the story wouldn’t have been the same now.
Anyway after driving a few more meters with the mangled tyre, the driver stopped and we all got down. They didn’t have another spare tyre since they used the only one they had when we had the first flat. Luckily for us, another bus from the same transport company soon came along and gave us their spare tyre. I wondered what they would do if they were unfortunate to lose a tyre on their way.
The mangled tyre.
Finally we go to Lagos at about 7pm(a whole 10 hours after we left the village at 9am).
I couldn’t wait to have a proper meal and sleep. A new year had started!
NEW YEAR GAMBLE
I was promoted at my office. I know am supposed to be happy right? But funny enough am handing in my resignation letter today. No, I haven’t found a new job and I didn’t win the visa lottery to America either.
The thing is I feel I deserve to earn a lot better than am earning currently especially as things are looking up for the company. Even with the pay raise (cos of the promotion) I am still not satisfied so am playing my ace. The resignation letter is all a bluff but my boss doesn’t know this. Its supposed to scare the management into some positive action (increase my salary,lol! I just pray the plan doesn’t backfire o!).
Anyway am quite confident, it will all end up for good cos I don’t think they(company’s management) will want to let me go that easily. You see, am proud to say that over the past 3 years I have proven my worth and I believe a few more thousands (naira no be dollars o! lol) is not too much for them to sacrifice. You can’t blame a sister for wanting some xtra change, will you? lol!
So fingers crossed, let’s see how it all plays out.
Shot out to andy who got married over the holidays. So you finally did it enh? Am sure the waiting was worth it. So if the world was to end, we won’t have to wish for that again would we? *wink*,lol!
Shout out to runaway manda who finally updated her blog. Babe I hope you blasted that exam o!
Shout out to my man G! I love you bro. Need to chat one of these days.
Shout out to my darling cally(you know why girl). I loved it, I did!
Shout out to my girl, jaybabe. That post of urs was so thoughtful.
Shout out to afrobabe, blogstalker of the year award goes to you love.
A final shout out to every member of my blog fam. You guys are da bomb
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!
UPDATE ON THE NAIJA BLOGGERS PARTY
Date- Saturday Jan 5th
Venue- 10/14 Saka Tinubu Street(Beside Intercontinental bank) Victoria Island, Lagos.