01-01-2021💃💃💃

 01-01-2021

I’m trying to gauge my feelings this morning; yesterday night I was hyped. I joined crossover online. Can’t believe there wasn’t physical crossover, I always look forward to it every year. I just dance, dance and dance. Anyways, we still danced? So Corona - 0 Crossover - 1. 

This morning I’m more sober though. I’m home alone with babayo because my sister who we should have been around together went for retreat. My older sister is going with her family to her in-laws so I can’t go and visit them. They came here for Christmas, They usually rotate between the grandparents for Christmas and new year.

Meanwhile, Iyaayo, Anintus got a great job💃💃💃💃, and she was called yesterday 31st December 2020. It was such a happy moment for us. I hope you’re smiling too. 

So as I was saying, what am I feeling like today? In my usual manner I’m feeling a bit blank. Since we lost Iyaayo, all celebrations feel bittersweet. I usually think about what she would have been doing if she was still here. We probably would have cooked into the new year, I’m just now realizing how much work these festive periods meant for her, yes we used to do it together but she used to do the bulk of it because she would have gone to the market and all before we all got home from wherever we were staying for work or so. 

I went to the market yesterday and by the time I got to the Igbo man’s shop where I usually get provisions, my eyes were seeing double. I had to sit at the provision store and place my head on a table for a while before I could stand again. I almost fainted. Maybe it was because I didn’t eat before going to the market sha, but ”even though!”. I think ordering food for festivities is the way forward from next year. Mi o le wa ku. And this woman used to do all that wahala all through the year, na wa o. How was she doing it? Older generations of African women are the real MVPs! Thank God I wasn’t born in that generation because I can’t. I simply can’t mehn. 

Anyway, I have a lot of work to do today because my sister is still at the retreat so the earlier I get to it, the better. In fact, my father dun dey call me😂. 

Ok o, till next time. Maybe I’ll do this every day in 2021. Amem? I want to write more this year, whether significant experiences or just daily chronicles. lol. I also want to be more organized, more in tune with my inner self, more proactive, less reactive. I want to feel light and joy throughout 2021. I think writing everyday would help me become a better person. 

Also, I’ve been thinking this wild thought since yesterday or day before yesterday that maybe I should start a YouTube channel in 2021. Hehehehe, see I’m extremely soft spoken, weird, considering how outspoken and confrontational I can be. To be honest, I’m insecure about how I talk because it comes out as very slow(especially on the phone). I don’t like my voice at all. Oh, and I’ll have to learn video editing and all. Hey God. We shall see sha, I just might do YouTube in 2021 and call it diaryofaboringgirl😔. Everybody na kuku diary of something these days.

Up Nepa!! Ok bye, let me go before babayo comes back to call me again (kin to te😂). 

Cheers to GOODNESS, PEACE, LOVE, JOY, BEAUTY, GREATNESS, HUMANITY and everything good and sweet and nice in 2021. Byeeee

So I wrote this in my notes and just copied it here today.  Happy new year world 🙂

And let me just reiterate; you see that cooking on Christmas and New year’s days, take it from me, “it didn’t worth it”. To make matters worse, the recipes I tried on both days, all of them lazzdent. My sisters have been making fun of me that I did residue not recipe. Sebi I for kuku cook wetin I know. Lesson learnt. There’s no point cooking all day and the food won’t even be as sweet as the one we can order from people that cooking is their actual calling. So it’s no longer happening. Bloody waste of time. It didn’t worth it at all🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️