The weekend was good and bad meaning i had some very unfortunate experience and also some beautiful moments just like the sunset you're seeing there, as promised I'll be telling you about it, so i hope you got some time for me because we will be here a while.
How Weekend Was |
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After that event on Saturday that led to the sudden ghost town, i heard rumors of one being killed by the gunshots but i haven't confirmed it yet. The day after came a Sunday sunrise which came with some promises of a gunshot free day. I was to cook but then i asked myself why should i cook when i have a limitless supply off food at my brothers house... so i decided to go spend the remainder of my weekend there and by the weekend i meant Sunday and Monday
The excitement of you moving to somewhere that you think is better than where you currently are makes you forget to ask the right questions like;
- is the mother of that house there?....
- is there really food in that house you're moving to or is it just your imagination?..
- are you going there to work more than relax?..
Now bare this in mind, i haven't asked myself any of these questions yet but i carried my head to my brother's place, i realised things when i got there and witnessed the unveiling of a scene which turned my face from excited to dull in a couple of seconds.
In the space of 5 minutes after dropping my bag i was given the things i was running away from my place, washing plates and pots and the almighty one was cooking, this got my spirit boiling with anger, and regret instantly making that moment bad... to think that i was coming here to relax, i instead landed in a deep hole of chores. It turned out that the mother of the hluse was absent, she had travelled to the Southwest to attend a funeral of her relative and so these dishes and the kitchen were to be supervised by me... because i know how to cook that doesn't mean that i want to cook all the time...
After washing all those pots and plates outside there i had to make food for the house the second most annoying thing i was avoiding m, but i couldn't disrespect my elder brother, else he calls for a family meeting because of me...
I finished washing the plates at 8pm in the evening after i went to get food stuffs earlier, i was to make groundnut soup and rice for them that evening, can you imagine me running away from cooking just to come here and make one for a whole family, that night was late for me to make any food so i only had to re heat what was left over. The cooking was postponed to Monday though it doesn't make it any better.
Monday Morning |
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The next morning i woke up at 8am and had to make the meal and be over with it, it took me 1 hour to make the meal and everyone ate to their fill, it was Monday so we were just home, doing nothing but watching movies. The house chores had been done already so what was left was to bath and started facing network problems due to the sim card that i use which was a Camtel, this is just what made my day more sour, the fact that you can not see messages on time. But not every moment has to be bad, by the time i found a good spot where the network was good i was able to make calls and receive messages from my mother and family members.
Then by the time it was evening i stood under a beautiful sunset which astounded even my phone when it took a picture of it, that was another beautiful moment which i experienced and the thought of going back to my place the next morning just made the cherry on the top. The mother of the house was going to come back on Tuesday so i have nothing for my conscience to worry about.
TuesdayMorning |
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I was so determined to run back to the frying pan i was in after stepping into this fire of never ending chores which i experienced here. This was the traffic which i faced on my way home from my brother's place. Although i woke up quite early and did the chores, and took my bath, got dressed and got a taxi, i still faced the Tuesday morning traffic which is always due to Monday being a ghost town day. I couldn't go home since classes had already started so i dashed straight for school to resume classes my bag still filled with my clothes and oil and other stuff but i had my books with me which was
Before i knew it, it was already break time and i went to share some ice cream with a friend. This and other snacks was eaten. This was the break before the next session of the class which lasted another 4 hours and once we closed from school i was so relieved to get back home to my frying pan, i should apologize to it for thinking that somewhere else is more better than it.
The days had come and passed and i was fine by God's grace. There's always something to thank him for and being alive was just one of them. I'll be seeing you soon.
