Every Disappointment Is A Blessing Tuesday May 21 2013

I slept alone in the house once again. Feels like old times but the house don't quite smell or look like old times yet. I read my Open Heavens and prayed. Did a little laundry. I reworked my article about the accommodation crisis I'm going through. Before I did laundry something happened. I went in the toilet, one look at the water cistern tank and something looked off about it. I looked closer and it wasn't lapping to the wall like it's supposed to. I checked the under and the iron holding it to the wall was rusty and weak. I was like this this is gonna fall soon. My disposable gillet cover got stuck in the narrow gap that has gradually formed where it should've lapped to the wall.

My premonition or sixth kick-started and imminent danger was sort of averted. As I tried to remove the shaving stick cover the tank dropped with the speed of a faulty elevator. I didn't even see how quickly I moved. Trust my sharp reflex, I'm not bragging o lol! But I caught firmly. Mind you the tank was full. I was like what the hell just happened. I’m glad it happened the way it did. Imagine the shattering outcome had I not been rightly positioned when it fell off the wall and more importantly if I failed to catch it. It would've smashed to bits on the toilet floor maybe damaging the floor tiles in the process. The other likely outcome was to land on my toes and that would've been painfully bloodily ugly. Thank God for the way it happened. I cleared the rust that dirtied the toilet.

They say every disappointment is a blessing, I've always wondered how. This time I saw a blessing in disguise. We've been having water problem, I had no idea that clean water flowed into tank while no water flowed in other taps. Now I know, I don’t need to go downstairs to fetch water. Matter fact I fetched from the pipe feeding the water cistern, no dulling. I used the water to wash my swimming gear, showered and stored some in the bucket.

Fifi the girl that lives directly below me came looking for Amara. I’m guessing just like me she has no clue where she went to unless she was pretending. She asked if Amara went out this morning I said yes. I went to work. I ran into Caesar as he was going to work too. He gave me a lift, and transport fare saved. He works in Lekki too with wife of Peter Okoye of PSquare. We talked about joining forces with a few young guys to start a business legacy. I loved the idea. If you ask me I’m ready. I was first to resume as usual.

Chris came in almost immediately. The boss came in late. I didn't do much of running around today like I did yesterday. I downloaded a list of Jaci Velasquez songs for him. She has nice songs. Then I faced that energy sapping boring presentation again. That was all I did till close of work. I made significant progress. South Africa called Ugo asking after Ifeanyi like they wanna recruit him. That’s good for him. Ugo promised to send them a brief profile of Ifeanyi. He asked me Ifeanyi's birthday and it dunned on me that I don’t know it. That’s really awkward. I’m sure he doesn’t know mine but I felt like I should know his.

I emailed my progress on the presentation before leaving the office. I got in the first bus, a very comfortable front seat. The back seat wasn’t as comfortable though. The bus doesn’t have a window you can open at the back. It’s just a plain sheet of glass. It’s good for cars that always use the air-conditioner. I hate sitting at the back of such buses. You don’t get enough air back there. Most drivers and conductors alike don’t give a rat’s ass how uncomfortable it makes passengers. They just want your goddamn money. The bus was taking long to fill up cuz people get in the back, notice window and just get out the bus fast.

One woman complained to the conductor, and I was taken aback by the magnitude of rudeness laden response of the conductor. It was very aggravating. I can imagine how the woman felt. The conductor went on talking so rudely to other passengers and I just couldn’t stand it. I got down from the bus and waited for the next one. Jeez people should learn a little manners, it won’t wear away your personality. I got to Doc’s shop, didn’t spend much time there. Me and Austin went to Onye Mama’s place to take care of stomach emptiness. I didn’t quite enjoy the meal. The garri was too soft for my liking. I went home.

Amara was at home. Okay. I didn’t bother asking where she went or the whereabouts of his delusional husband. I was contemplating removing the extra key from where I keep it for emergency entry. I decided to leave it for a while. She picked a few things and left again. She also left a burning candle dangerously placed directly on top of the kitchen cupboard. If not for God’s protection she might’ve burnt us all a long time ago with careless placement of burning candles. You will think they know how to take simple precaution. I watched a movie on my lappie and hit the sack.

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Home Alone And Loving It Monday May 20 2013

I actually slept alone in the house. I’m home alone and I’m loving it. My “roomies” didn’t come back last night. Who knows where they are. Today is my younger brother’s birthday yaaay!! I sent him a very lovely xpressive text wishing him well and showing my love for him. He replied with similar content. My eyes were better today but let’s see if it can buy me a day off.

I sent my boss a text about my eye also requesting for my money. He replied that I should come to his house to collect the money, pay PHCN bill for him and go home. I see the catch. He can forget it then. Meanwhile I cleaned the living room windows. By 10:43am I’m still at home and the couple occupying my space is nowhere to be found. Following the direction of my stomach, I went to Spar Park n Shop to grab breakfast. I checked the pharmacy for eye drop brands, I will probably buy later. I bought the food and left. I was the first to get to work.

First of all I took my time to eat my breakfast. I enjoyed it. Let me say it again I enjoyed it. My digestive system had barely started digesting what I ate when my boss accompanied by Yahya waltzed in. They went to the same Spar Park n Shop to buy food. Glad we didn't bump into each other, not that it mattered anyway. He even brought food from home and still went out for food. He offered me some food. In my mind I was like, “I’m sorry there's no vacancy, we are currently not recruiting any food at the moment.” I don't think my digestive tract will forgive me if I had tried to force down any morsel of food. I kept the food for later.

Ifeanyi didn't come at all, his folks were in town so he was taking care of them. Today was just touring Victoria Island and Lekki phase 1 with errands. Cash this cheque pay that bill, print this document deliver that message. Thank God I did it with the driver otherwise it would not have been funny. It sure took a lot of time to get all these tasks done. I did complete all anyway.

My boss worked on our company PPM with Yahya. That PPM is a lot of work. I prefer it to this presentation that I'm stuck with. By the time I was through with all my assignments, the day was pretty much over. It was now that I remembered the food kept away. It wasn't big like I imagined. This big container deceived me. It's all good. I ate and closed for the day.

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Workers-In-Training Exam Sunday May 19 2013

Today is the D-day. It’s the day of workers-in-training exam. I’m not satisfied with my preparation cuz a few things keep disappearing from my memory. I haven't shown Amara the text her husband sent me. When I told her about his call, she just said she don't know what's wrong with him. Ibe called again in the morning just before I went to shower. I picked the call said hello a few times and he didn't say anything. I let it read up to fourteen seconds of silence before I cut the call.

I wondered why he didn't say anything. Was he thinking I wouldn't pick his call? Foolish if that's the reason. That’s his business. I wore my jacket for the first time in ages. I then showed the text to Amara. In my exact words I said; Amara lekwa texti oma Ibe sendiri. Meaning look at the wonderful text Ibe sent. She didn’t say anything after she read it. I didn’t say anything either. I have a workers-in-training exam today I don’t want any foolishness to mess it up. I got to church on time. Bro Johnson took Open Heavens after which the workers in training exam commenced.

The workers-in-training exam was okay. It had a short answer section, a memory verse section and essay section of 5 questions to answer 3. I only answered one from the memory verse, three from the essay a couple from the short answer part. Assessing my performance, I passed. The result will be announced next class.

There was a guest minister, Pastor Ayo. He's also a musician, producer, multi-instrumentalist, etc. He plays sax mostly. Today was one of those days when the equipment decided to malfunction and the technical crew was helpless to salvage it on time. This pastor took the stage to 'saxify' us but the mics didn't want any part of it. Nevertheless the show must go on. He continued like that till the end. I felt him a little bit, I knew I would've felt it more had the mics worked. I love sax and violin very much. The youth were in charge of today's service. It was awesome.

The guy that led choir today was something else. I haven’t seen him before. The guy is a talented born entertainer. Toward the end of the service our pastor introduced the CD of the guest pastor and saxophonist, then I understood why the microphones rebelled. The CD goes for N2000! Are you kidding me? Said they produced it in South Africa. In my mind I was like no way I’m gonna get 100 feet near that CD lol. If I’m lying I’m dying. I prayed a prayer of faith believing God for ultimate solution to my current accommodation palaver.  I‘m so convinced in my spirit He has answered my prayer. When I got home nobody was home. I don’t know where they were. I washed few items and went to Caesar's place, we are heading to the pool.

The pool today was something that marvels the imagination. Me and Caesar went with Ruth and Folake and we met one of their church member Ese. Ese was a wild one. She isn’t the shy type and doesn’t hold back. It was fun galore from start to finish. As a matter fact we didn't want to finish. I've never soaked myself this long in a pool before! Oh well my eyes are bearing the brunt now. I was supposed to attend house fellowship but.....

Beloveth I haven’t eaten today but the massive jollification has exiled the hunger from my system. I don't even know what food is with my level of overflowing testosterone. Every end was once a beginning so our pool leisure came to an end. We went home. I stayed at Caesar's a little as I fell asleep in a flash. I went home when I woke up. The house was still a ghost of itself. Ibe and Amara were still gone. I don't mind if they sleep wherever they went. A peace of mind and privacy is all I ask. Is that too much mate? I took my clothes from the line. I bought a drink and a snack. Already I ate one small corn at Caesar's. That was all I tasted today. Now that my testosterone high has come down, I finally realized how hungry I was. I can’t cook anything now. My eyes are hurting, I just want to sleep.

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Brainless Call And Brainless Text Saturday May 18 2013

Today is our workers-in-training review session class against the exam tomorrow. Today is also a church youth power summit tagged 3Gz - God, Guys & Girls. I woke up feeling so attached to the bed, I didn't want to wake up. I literally pried myself out the bed with self-will pry bar. I’m sure some pieces of me that didn't wanna let go are still glued tightly to the bed. I showered and left for the review class which starts at 8:00am.

The review session was helpful, it refreshed our memories on some little things you might’ve forgotten. Still if you haven't read up until now, it will do you not much good. After the class we did sanitation. After that I helped with setting up the place for the youth's program. I did the much I can and went home. I ate some bread and had a really long siester. I slept till I got tired of sleeping still I hadn't had enough. I didn't attend the youth program, didn't plan to anyway. I tried to do final revision for my exams tomorrow. I keep forgetting what I’ve read, God help me o!

Amara prepared food. I ate, thanked her and continued reading. She wasn't feeling well. Ibe came in went straight to the kitchen did whatever it was noisily like the kitchen community or ecosystem protested his visit. He left as quickly as he came in saying no word to no one. I got the funniest call from Ibe at exactly 22:03:55pm and I’m not even laughing. Incoming call caller id was his name I thought maybe it was Amara since I saved all their numbers with his name cuz I can’t imagine him and his bloated ego calling me. He might as well put it on Facebook. Oh well I was wrong. The line was a bit bad but my phone call recorder picked the thirteen seconds call nicely. Immediately I said hello the next racket that polluted my ear was;

Ibe: Don’t Worry Very Soon I Go Pack Make You And Amarachi Live Together Eh.

Me: Eh?

Ibe: Don't Worry Emechaa, Very Soon I Go Pack So That You And Amarachi Go Live Together Eh.

And the line went dead. Slowly I lowered the phone from my ear, staring at it like a strange object I’m seeing for the first time. My first reaction was a puzzled expression on my face and mind. I stared bemusedly and intently at my phone for a pretty long time as though it had played a pointless prank on me. Waiting for the phone to confess that it was just a prank but it didn't happen. I looked deeply at the cloak of darkness that wrapped me up on the staircase, scanning for answers to assure me I just imagined what happened. I didn’t get any assurance either.  What kinda brainless call is this? This guy has finally lost it. I’m sure I have said that a couple times before, I’m serious this time. This guy never ceases to amaze me.

Why was he not man enough to tell it to my face all this while we sleep in the same room?

One of his major flaws is how he holds concretely onto his delusional thoughts as if they are well proven and established facts!

People go through really unbelievable things, this situation has thought me so much. Beside the strife and troubles, I should be glad for the life teachings. Should I play this call for his wife? I think I should. So she could brace herself to living with me, that doesn’t even make sense as a joke. Is he trying to be a shirker and shirk his responsibilities? Did I ever expressly or by implied tell him in words or action that I had any interest whatsoever to live with his wife? I dey madt?

All I ever asked him to do was take responsibility, find an accommodation of his own and live with his family there like a man of his status should do. Instead of thoughtfully thinking a way forward and out of this mess, he is zealously interested in and invested his time chasing his tiny tail. Trust Ibe to always come through with something spectacularly stupid. And the monumental mindless misguided telephonic attack continues. Little did I know the worst is yet to come. Ibe didn't sleep in the house, God knows where he slept. From his new abode, wherever that is, he sent me a brainless text at 3:29am. You wouldn't believe your eyes, I didn't. The text goes;

''Inexpirencd?Kp deceivn urself.ur wit her, my wife nw!wat u v always wanned!Hws d pussy...U lik?u v hlpt wreck my fam in2 shreds.all I askt4 was hlp til i find a plac.bt all 4d pussy u wudnt set ur own had rite.sleepn wit her alone in ur hous is great hlp thnx a lot.hpe u kno wat u v don & r doin?yea u do!''

He seems pretty loaded with brainlessness today. Earlier it was a brainless call, now a brainless text. First of, I won't reply that brainless text, I disincline to discredit my intellectual prowess by dignifying a garbage with a response. Secondly I don't even know what the hell he meant by 'Inexpriencd'. At this point nothing will surprise me again. His delusion, insecurity and paranoia has reached all-time high. I think he seriously needs a mental help, to avoid a permanent residency at 'Yaba Left'. I admit embitterment coursed through my vein at the text. Just because you know a mad will throw stone at your valued glass and break it doesn’t mean you won’t feel anything when it happens.

All I did was shelter him and his family disregarding the tremendous inconvenience and sacrifice it saddled on my shoulder and this is the motherf**king thanks I get? Let no man blame me for his irresponsibility and the misfortunes he single-handedly brings upon himself by his own hands. Only God can judge me now. Now I see why Amara wore a trouser and shirt to bed other than her usual wrapper when Ibe was around. I can understand that.

Ibe is always so quick to spew some crazy things that makes me wonder what actually goes on in his heart. The bible clarifies it in Luke 6:45 which says;

"A good man out of the good treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is evil: for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh."

They say show me your friend and I'll tell you who you are, that saying won't work here. Please for my sake make an exception and disregard that saying. I’m nothing like this guy and never will!

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God’s Mercy And Grace Keeps Me Friday May 17 2013

My eyes opened, it was morning. For an instant I suffered amnesia about last night's ordeal. Then the floodgate to the reservoir that holds the memory of torment crumbled down. My eye almost popped out of their sockets as it popped wide open in full realization of what happened. The visual vividness and clarity of every detail was scary. It was like I was reliving the night. If not for God’s mercy and grace, I wouldn’t have seen today going by what I went through last night. I read my Open Heavens and prayed with a deep sense appreciation and gratitude.

My boss is coming back today but I don't know when. I thought he will come back in the evening. My phone rang later in the morning, speak of the devil. My boss said he's back in Lagos and he needs me to do something. Yeah he always needs me to do something. I hurriedly showered went to work. In the office I browsed a little and focused on the presentation. It was tedious and annoying, you have no idea. Truth be told it wasn't all a waste of time cuz I learnt something on PowerPoint. I own the office today.

No sign of Ugo, Ifeanyi isn't coming, he made that clear yesterday. Ugo came back a few minutes after three. Now judge this situation. The task was to pay N65000 into a phone dealer's account for a Samsung galaxy, meanwhile he owes me N10000 part of my salary. He didn't pay me but he paid another dude. I made it clear to him before he traveled that I need that money badly. I hate it when people behave like that. It’s just God’s mercy and grace that is keeping me. I went to GTBank and the crowd rivaled Lagos population. GTBank has a network problem putting its service on agonizing delay. Deposit wasn't a problem, thank God for that. I put the money in, went back to the office.

I played three game of spider solitaire and went home. I went straight to Onye Mama's place rejuvenate myself. Boy I ate it gluttonously, maybe I broke Guinness record for shortest time spent eating garri and egusi-oha soup lol. Thank God for the food for his mercy and grace upon my life.I went to the house. I noticed two items I washed wasn't on the line. I wonder what happened to them or who took them in for me. The clothes were taken in after all. I asked Amara who did it, she said it’s like it was Ibe. That sounded rather strange to me but still I said he did a nice job. It is not his MO. I suspect she is just trying to put in a good word for him.

In all honestly, when his demons are asleep, Ibe can display a good core. He thinks or cares about others, he's willing to share whatever he has, he can try to motivate you, etc. He is also a big fat jerk and the jerk part casts a very long foul shadow. I changed and went to Doc's place to while away time. When my whiling away time mission was accomplished I went home to bed.

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Insecticide Fume Suffocation Attack Thursday May 16 2013

Today wasn't like yesterday when I was under strong sleep spell but my effort to sleep well was frustrated by Ibe and co. I woke up at the usual time did my morning ritual and read the workers-in-training manual. Mehn this approaching exam is getting me nervous, why should I be? Maybe cuz I haven't prepared to my heart's content. Not that I can fail it, that is so impossible but I’m not satisfied with my preparations so far. I need to be in office by twelve noon so I still got some time before I leave. I went to the kitchen, drank water and took a moment to relish my cleaning handiwork of yesterday. Just look at how clean the wall and window sparkles. I wonder if my roomies noticed how clean it looks. Seriously I always wonder if they can actually tell the difference. Regarding tidiness, you might as well label them ataxomaniacs.

I got to the office around 12:12 noon. Ify was yet to come. He came in looking so corporate and all. That’s very unlike him, I bet there's a business meeting today. Victory my good friend I’ve known for a long time who now lives in the UK called me. He had spoken to me earlier to help him get a police report from police office in Ikoyi Lagos. Ifeanyi cautioned me to be careful with “UK guys”, I told him I can trust this guy. So he called again today requesting my detail for mail and money transfer regarding the errand. I gave it to him, the package will arrive next week hopefully. Evidently there was a meeting as I suspected. Ifeanyi left for the meeting and dropped me off at ShopRite to grab a meal.

I had no dime on me except N10. Armed with my MasterCard card, I felt like Mr. Money. The check-out point proved me wrong. What?! My card isn't working?!! I went to the nearest atm machine, the same thing. I’ve always thought this might happen one day, alas that day is upon me. What a hassle! Luckily my bank was close to The Palms Mall. Even luckier it's still banking hours. And being the luckiest, the bank was virtual empty, a very rare occurrence. I made the withdrawal quickly and went back. The cashier was kind enough to keep my item waiting for me. I paid and left.

What is wrong with my right foot today? I’m not a superstitious fellow but honestly it’s beginning to freak me out! I have been hitting the foot everywhere. My left foot attempted it once. Where did this communication and coordination breakdown originate between my right foot, motor neurons and my brain? Even when the road appears to be relatively flat my right foot will find something to hit! Has the remote control for my right foot fallen into the wrong hands? Imagine someone else controlling just one part of your body like a puppet, that’s creepy.

I ate, didn't quite enjoy the pork meat. I tried working on the presentation, it’s just not flowing. I’m outta here, I’m going home. I was stepping into our compound as Ibe was leaving. I hailed the guy he was leaving with but we were dumb towards each other. I got inside not hoping to eat anything. I didn't leave any money for food. Matter fact I've not been given money specifically for food but I do buy food stuff and canned food from time to time. I have really big issues right now. Mimi asked if I will eat garri, please by all means I will eat garri. She dished it and asked if she should add more, please by all means add more. It was a really nice soup with heavy traffic in it.

When I say there's traffic in a soup it means the soup is really rich with fish - all kinds, meat - all kinds, etc. This one had one big fish and one big beef. I couldn't finish the garri, I thought I could. I don't really eat too much garri at a seating. I eat more rice at one seating than garri. God I was grateful. I thanked her from the bottom of my heart like I always do. Even when she cooks something I don't like cuz I can be finicky with food, I still thank her for her effort. I cook so I know how stressful cooking can be most times especially in this generation of continuous everyday hustle. My stomach is feeling the after-effect of my gourmandism.

One thing I have always been very genuinely and deeply grateful to this couple for is food. The stress of cooking has been lifted off my shoulder. They combined, can whip up something when you least expect it, especially when I lack the means. Now my belly is full, my eyes are heavy, there's only one right thing to do, sleep. Ibe came back in after I have finished eating and was at the sleep station waiting for my train to slumber island. I can’t tell what happened next cuz I zzzzz….

Suddenly I was hysterically coughing and gasping for air. Instinctively in that fight or flight moment my body switched into action on its own and I sprang to my feet then rushed to the door. I could've sworn I was half asleep the whole time. My body overrode all instructions for it to sleep and fled to safety. What happened? What will I not go through in the hands of Ibe?

It was the insecticide fume suffocating me that caused my system to initiate the Save-the-king protocol. What sort of human being am I sheltering for Christ's sake? Is he that retarded or plain wicked? How can a creature that claims to be human spray such a high volume of insecticide fume in the room where someone was sleeping and didn't bother to wake the person first!! Was he planning to kill me with that? Well my God has foiled that plan. Seriously it’s from one ridiculously stupid thing to another. Even Amara didn't wake me.

When I stumbled outside Amara who was already there out of harm's way was just echoing sorry to me repeatedly. These insecticides fume cause me nasty headaches. Mosquito coil equally does same. I use these harmful chemicals sparingly because of hazardous effect on my health. If I had asthma, it would’ve been very catastrophic. Why won’t this guy use his head for once?

I can understand a small squeeze of the aerosol that is easily dispersed by the room ventilation. I just couldn't believe what happened. And you would think common sense is common. I stayed outside the longest waiting for the room to air out. Only God knows how much I inhaled before I woke up. When I got back in I told him to inform me first next time before he sprays. He didn't say anything. This guy is seriously forcing my hand. Why do I still put up with this barbaric behaviour?

His mind works in warped fashion. He can vehemently conclude that a simple act of placing a pencil on the table is connected to nuclear missiles of 1947 cold war and link it further to a future colder war. Is it paranoia delusion, complex, psycho or what? The worst part is how strongly he will believe he is right based on his highly nonsensical delusional postulation.

The night was young but I didn't know that. I just saw myself peeing, then it hit me. It was a dream. I sprang up. Did I just trickle pee on the bed? The first time I had this experience as a full adult, I had terrible malaria. Now what could be wrong? This is not funny. As I stood up and groped my way to the toilet I almost collapsed. Suddenly I felt a crippling dizziness. I was losing consciousness. I struggled to keep my eyes open, tried to keep my mind busy. What is going on? Could this be effect of large amount of insecticide fume I inhaled earlier? I fought my way out of the toilet staggering towards the wardrobe, I need to change my boxers. It was a very difficult task.

I thought of people dying in movies and how they say their consciousness desert them slowly or quickly leaving empty shell of their body. It can’t be what is happening to me now, is it? I managed to change and took a small polo shirt to dry the trickle on the bed.

While I was desperately fighting for my life my roomies were snoring or pretended to be. I believe until proven wrong that the insecticide fume I inhaled earlier was responsible for this attack on my consciousness.

Now I was even more afraid to close my eyes to sleep. Scared I may not open it again. I tried to keep my mind busy with any train of thought, no train came along. I prayed and prayed. I drifted in and out of the prayer. I’m sure I fell asleep in the middle of my prayer.

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My Beauty Sleep Cruelly Denied Me Wednesday May 15 2013

The morning is upon me but so was sleep. I stayed up late, I just can’t escape the punishment for staying up late can I? If only I had two more pair of eyes, there will be division of labour to make this work easier on the pair I already have. In as much as I have already donated my body to sleep giving it full authority to use, abuse and misuse my body as it pleases this morning, I couldn't sleep. What manner of mannerless of primates am I sheltering? One would think common sense is common but its not with this duo. Ibe and his wife were just walking up and down the bed where I lay rocking me back and forth. How can I sleep under this circumstance even if I a hospital of sleeping pills?

Since the room is always sandy no thanks especially to Ibe and his sandy sneakers he doesn’t care to clean properly. They go back and forth to the kitchen and bathroom more or less cleaning their feet on the bed. They are literally and cruelly using my bed as a foot mat. I've told them how unhygienic this was a long time ago but do they ever change? It was so annoying. You can actually get a frost bite in hell compared to how I seethed with vexation. At times like this I wonder what he learnt while growing up. I wonder hygiene habits they teach their children.

Wait let me ask you reading this, is it I'm being a nitpicker about this or is it normal for someone with brain to turn the bed to foot mat especially when you can effortlessly avoid it? I couldn't sleep even my eyes were so heavy with sleep. The book of curses has a new entry, it goes; ''May your children behave like Ibe'' I kept calm. I kept the molten magma boiling in my core from leaking to the surface. Is it the Lord's doing? I don't know. I just got up went over to the side stool in the corner hoping that sleep hasn't given up on me. If I were sleep, I would've given up on me eons ago.

When I got up and was literally tipping sands off the mattress Amara looked at me with a vague contrite expression as if she was momentarily forced into sackcloth then she looked away quickly. Is that a guilty conscience? Do they have conscience at all? They are like stark opposite of my ingrained desire for a clean and organised environment or earth. I won't be going to work today, more like I will work from home. I sat on that side stool which was now my bed. I didn't go into full sleep mode but I wasn't in full awake mode either. 

Time dragged by, time that I couldn't measure. My system finally loaded the wake up program. I browsed a bit on my phone. Ibe lay on the other mattress cooped over his phone. Moments later he dressed up and left. I lazed a bit trying to ease my frame of mind into the task ahead. I wanted to do a few DIY maintenance works. These people don't really give a rat's ass about the life of appliances when they use them. They use wares with careless and reckless abandon and its perfectly normal to them. First I relaid the carpet that flowed into the kitchen. I didn't do other section of the kitchen.

I washed the kitchen walls except one side. I also thoroughly cleaned the window, the dust on the window and mosquito net has gotten incredibly thick. I would say its now a face sore not just an eyesore. Of course if I leave it to them clean based on how frequent they use the kitchen, a dust storm will engulf the kitchen. As the wall sparkles my heart sparkled with gladness too, I just love a clean environment. I wished my situational roommates shared the same trait. I was exhausted after DIY task.

I sat on the bed to relax, my phone buzzed into life with a call from Ifeanyi that was when I realised I dozed off. Why won't I doze off after my beauty sleep was cruelly denied me this morning the Ibes. He was in the office. What made him change his mind? He wanted to send an important mail but the internet was sitting in my room. I dragged my fatigued 306 bones, flesh and blood package to the office. In one hour I was in the office. He did his thing and left. I stayed for a while before going home. I still haven’t finished the presentation, as a matter of fact I’m tired of the whole thing. It requires some key data and such information is not in the public domain. Why do I have to this tedious, somewhat unnecessary task? Why didn't Gavin at least send the word or PowerPoint version of the document?

Oh yeah I downloaded a part b of Iron Man 3 before heading out the office. I spent some time with Doc before heading home. Ibe and wifey were outside when I got home. They sprayed insecticide in the room and waited for it clear out. Wait what did I even eat today? Beats me! I didn't feel hungry like I normally would, oh well it’s all good. I dropped my bag went outside too. After soaking in some fresh air I got back in the played on ma lappie before my eyes closed of its own accord. Finally I had my beauty sleep to my soul content.

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