Friday, July 18, 2008

Another problem Another story Another day

My peeps there are problem o.

Nothing new about that I guess but this time water has passed gari.

Routine visit to the GP and guess what, she comes out and says to me…..
I have very bad news.

I “shoulda” seen it coming .Anyway part of it is work related
and the rest is man related.
The work part is that at the office we are on some stupid project that
I just can’t hack and to compound issues my manager is breathing down my neck.
Talk about undermining a person in front of your underlings no end. To the point that I just broke down (and sobbed not in front of colleagues heaven forbid I remain a big girl in their presence.)

The man part is that since me and boyfie kind of got back together he has been posting me about our future .It is driving me up the wall says we will get to it but question is when ? told boyfie of my predicament guess what he said, I have always told u to stop stressing yourself . Everything I do is for us yeah! Right! Talk about posting me. I don’t think he realises I am a bit long in the tooth

They say that they have High Blood Pressure

Monday, July 14, 2008

Still pretty much squatting -the story

Na so life be o when I was undergoing the whole yawa of not having house that is how I used to run to come and tell u the whole story. I have roof now I have been missing in action (forgive me).

Anyway as the house search progressed albeit very slowly, I found a beautiful house which I have to wait till the end of the month till I can move in. In the interim, I met a friend on her way back from church that same Sunday boyfie left for his village i.e. outside London

She said that they had preached hospitality in church and that it was God that made her see me. So off to her place we went it was fabulous. This friend I am talking about in my life if they say that she would do this favour for me I would have said impossible.
To think that when we were in uni and she became a BIG girl I was one of the people that used to judge her. She has given her life to GOD now.

So I was there till this weekend the week flew past very quickly.
Boyfie came to see me there at the weekend I was glad to be associated with him if you the baffs boyfie knacked my friends were drooling I proceeded to get him out of there fast, (we live in interesting times you SEE).

And that is how I have been.

This “lundon sef”

Monday, July 7, 2008

The weekend story

Okay so oga showed up on Friday I was expecting some cock and bull story about any thing and every thing no money, no fuel, no water, no nepa u just name it, I was prepared for it.
But Lo and behold, I was pleasantly surprised. He booked me (well us) into a fabulous hotel at the west end of town.

We met up after I closed from work and he me whisked off to a restaurant to eat and then we went off to the hotel. At the hotel we watched TV (hahaha) till dawn and temporarily forgot all the problems I was currently undergoing.

For once in the past couple of days I actually had the luxury of waking up closer to mid-day than dawn. We then went house haunting and of course being a weekend, we didn’t make much progress.

Boyfie subsequently went to see some relative who was in town whilst I went to see a friend who has offered for me to move in whilst I sort myself out but who I have turned down for a plethora of reasons. Anyway boyfie dropped me off at hers and then off we went to cinema. Watched a fabulous movie it was absolutely brilliant.

Boyfie came back to pick me we went back to hotel full of dread he leaves for his place tomorrow. While once again after the 12 o, clock check out time I become homeless once again. That thought however did not prevent us from watching TV that night sha.

Friday, July 4, 2008

Story of the homeless

Since this is my blog I guess it is okay to say whatever I want to say and not worry because really nobody knows me. This is really embarrassing but I just need to vent

It just goes to show that in this “londun” (spelt like that cos I realy hate this place more than ever right now) it is everyman for himself.

It is at times like this that I realise how strong I am and that I am not easily broken .as I write you this post from my office desk, I do not know where I am going to sleep tonight and whilst this may be crazy, all I can say is that I thank God that it is summer.

Weird it may seem but it the truth of the matter, my landlord is on the verge of loosing his house consequently the lack of roof over thy head.

In this my sojourn in London I have seen many athings but this tops them. Imagine getting back from work and all your prized possession shipped off to storage and you have to go to work the next day after sorting out some paper work the following day, I went to work cos the shock was to grave. Infact I chose to be in denial .My flatmate was whisked away to her boyfriends place and I had no choice than to call boyfie (remember him) anyway not much he could do really cos he lives in Luffenham but at least it felt good talking to somebody.

Day 1
After talking with boyfie and being consoled which was really of no use. I spoke to an old friend who happened to be in the Marriott so to the Marriott we went it was bliss unbelievable totally out of this world. So I ate took a shower and attempted to sleep until old friend started coming on to me like really coming on to me put up a big fight and finally was allowed a few hours of sleep till dawn and started getting stressed again .had to leave extra early for work but believe me in a strange sort of way I was grateful at least to have found a place to lay my head on the first night of being homeless. I did not allow the punk to have his wicked way with me.

Day 2
After work, went to the storage place to check on my stuff try to pick up a few items for my sanitation. Then started trying to get a place it can be madness, anyway did not get a place contemplate getting a B&B but change mind. I don’t really think I want to descend lower than Marriott. I can be crazy like that .So rack through brain cells to see what is happening and eureka uncle of friend works night so I can chill there till morning innit so I call friend who calls friend who calls friend and then they say that they are few minutes from home . so I head there only to have to wait outside for 3-4 hours in the summer chill .They arrive with chicks in hand not bad (as a matter of fact good for me ). Curl into 2 seat sofa and endure state of heightened discomfort in semi conscious state till morning(in other words tried to sleep).

Day 3
In the office right now drafting post and suffering severe back ache
Boyfie might show up to help but I very much doubt assistance in any form he can be pretty useless sometimes.

Will let you know what happens over the weekend
PS this is real life. I am not having a laugh.