woke up, strike that cos I have a terrible sleeping pattern and barely sleep), so it’s I got off my bed at 5:05am instead of the usual 5:30am. Said my morning prayers (the devil was def at work cos I started mumbling and nodding off and this was pretty annoying cos I barely slept the night before).
After deliberating on what to wear (even though I had ironed an outfit the night before) , I dressed up (in the same outfit I had ironed the night before) *smh*, applied a lil foundation and powder (which I wiped off 2mins later), and I was set for work. I looked at my watch, it was just 5:15am and even though it wasn’t so bright outside, I set out to work.
After waiting for about 17mins, a bus came along. I really like to sit by the window but as this bus was almost full, I opted for a seat close to the door. A few mins later, a woman with a dusty basket came squeezing in. As if that wasn’t bad enough, she had to hold the basket over our heads cos there was no space for it. I don’t have to tell you all that I ended up dusting my hair n dress right? After dusting the dirt off me and nodding to her ‘eye Pele sogbo’, I reached for my earphones so I could drown all the noise around me and closed my eyes…
I must have drifted off to sleep cos next thing I knew, there was an extra weight on my laps. One much heavier than the almost empty handbag I was carrying to work. Apparently, the woman with the dusty basket had reached her bus top and another with three kids had entered the bus. She clearly had no intention of paying for seats for them so I was made the good samaritan and the youngest of the three kids had been ‘shifted’ onto my laps. The woman saw my eyes open in confusion and quickly launched the ‘apologies’ saying ‘eh sister o, abeg no ves o. Abeg just hepp me small we go soon reach our bustop, u hear?’. Even though I wasn’t comfortable with this arrangement, I nodded and said ‘it’s okay’ before passengers will say I’m wicked or I don’t have home training, Hian.
Let’s fast forward to when I got to my bus top. Cos I didn’t bother opening my eyes again after the incident, I didn’t notice that the child had left a patch of only heaven knows what on my dress. I rushed off to the rest room as soon as I got to work and washed that area off hoping the patch would disappear. This only made it worse. A sad reminder that my car is bad and I have no valid drivers license. Sigh!
Anyway, I got to my seat, set up my laptop and while waiting for it to boot, (I didn’t shut down properly the day before), my eyes kept following the faint blue circle on the screen. You all know that circle right? The one that indicates loading. Well my eyes kept following it and I must have fallen asleep cos my colleague woke me up to ask me for report that was 10mins due. Oh dear…
The rest of the day dragged, and come 5:30pm I was ready to go home. Let’s rush through this part, I missed the first bus home cos one fat lady insisted on walking sooo slowly on the narrow road, and every time I tried to overtake her, she would increase her pace as if we were in some race to the bustop. I had to wait for the next bus to fill up which took about 20-30mins, which resulted in me getting home a lil later than usual and missing most part of Laali on Zee world (my mum and big sis got me hooked).
Now to the best part. I lay my bed every morning cos I love the feeling of getting into a well laid bed at night. Not that it makes me sleep or sleep better, it’s just somewhat soothing. So despite how shitty my day had been, I looked forward to getting into bed only for me to fling my room door open and my nieces had done some major damage on my bed.
Oh! What A Day…
Sidebar: There’s an outdoor movie screening on Sunday. If you’d like to watch click here . If it says sold out, fret not. Tickets can be purchased at the venue.