Here Is Why I’ve Been Absent
Facebook kept reminding me that people who read yetundeolasiyan’s blog haven’t heard from me in a while.
When I was not here, I was in a lot of places, working, visiting or just lazing around.
Firstly, I was working really hard somewhere as content editor. It was on a platform I love so much. I thoroughly enjoyed it, learnt a couple of new things and read amazing content from diverse writers. I would surely do it over and over again. Whew!!!
Secondly, let me just ‘loud’ it …..
I took a trip to the National Assembly on one of those days that Milord released me early from the courtroom during our vacation sitting.
Thirdly, I was somewhere in Garki tasting Afang soup after my nightmarish ordeal with white soup. My stomach resisted afang soup and I had a tommy quake for a while. I ate pounded yam for a full week until after sometime, the Iya onibooli in front of my office who hadn’t seen me in a while retorted “you have added weight”.
Then, I looked at myself self consciously and asked the second onibooli
“is it true?”
Her affirmation only added to my smile as I started feeling good with myself. Wait o, if they keep yapping that I have added like this(when I am still only/just 55kg), so how was I looking before?
Yahaya in my office had said “you know all those female footballers with flat…….and ……., that’s how you were looking. But you look good now, just keep it up.
These people didn’t know me before June Ist 2017. Everybody who met me after June 1st thought I was a struggling, pathetic size 6. The only problem is that my few clothes are now too fitted. I mean, I was embarassed the last time I stepped out in a dress. It was tight on me. Yeepa!!! Where will I get money to buy new clothes? Most especially black and white….jackets and dresses….ayemi temi bami
Fourthly, I went to Kuje. Arrrrrgh!!!!
That was my firstime within that municipal axis. Kuje was not what I imagined or maybe the part I went.
Maybe you don’t know, but the rain in abuja these days defy even the magic and logic of rainmakers who holds rain. It rains virtually everyday. The sky even chose to open up on that day that I visited kuje. It was seriously heavy. I had to hitch a ride back to the main road. You know that type of rain that the sky would suddenly turn black and you’d think the end has come? That was what happened. Then, the road inside kuje was so slippery. It cost a fortune to board a bike inside and out. I was visiting an aunt who just moved to join her husband.
I had said to her ” look at me very well o. You won’t see my two legs in this kuje again”.
The most important aspect of my travelogue was my train ride to Kaduna which you must have read on the blog by now or on Bella naija.
OK, the gist is….I took my annual leave suddenly. I didn’t plan it. But when I heard that a colleague was denied, I quickly submitted my own lest they deny me as well. They raised minimal objections like I didn’t submit two weeks ahead. I begged and was allowed.
But I came down with malaria the next day I started. Then cough.
Maybe its because I miss the courtroom. Listening to 14 problems everyday is therapeutic for me kinda. Having no problems to listen to, makes me focus too much on critical thinking. But I don’t want anything to damage my medulla yet. But those people who work in criminal courts where people are sentenced to death by hanging, how do they sleep at night?
All the civil problems sometimes follow you out of the court room but they leave me at the stand of Iya onibooli or pounded yam canteen mbok. Court resumes next week but I will still be on leave.
My fine white laptop decided to die on me. It is malfunctioning.
Rain is about to fall again and I have to be outta here. Okbye
Peace, love and cupcakes.