08 — Yve Nimi
08 — Yve Nimi
This morning I was surrounded by Nigerians talking about Naija issues and I thought, “Isn’t this perfect considering I will be writing in https://the3six5ng.com/ about my day. Listening to my friend speak to their friend in Nigeria and I realise just how far removed I am from what is really happening. I try to be up to date with the current issues, political (mostly) and otherwise, I touch base with my friends, family and colleagues but just hearing the conversation, the issues they’re speaking of, the rhythm of the conversation, the slangs, the sweet sweet pidgin, I feel foreign. I’ve never felt that before, it’s an interesting feeling.
Anyway, no time to dwell on that while there are decisions to be made, I feel like you all always catch me on the verge of making some big decision (ok it’s not that big really but still it impacts my immediate future, I think); I promise you my life isn’t always so dramatic it’s usually mundane stuff like should I have coffee or herbal tea (I almost always choose coffee, I keep deceiving myself). For this one I’ve given myself a timeline/date, there is a plan. I don’t have to (or want to) think about it until the very last minute. I hate going against plans but life, life has a way of making things happen at the most awkward times
Running around London on the rare sunny day, trying to sort my people out (Lord help me with these folks), getting frustrated at the whole TFL system that makes you get off the train because it’s faulty, puts you back on it because by some miracle it’s fine but then makes you get off it yet again because it really isn’t fine (*deep breaths Nimi, don’t show your frustration, remember you are trying to be a good host* ), I think my choice is pretty much made. One thought keeps me sane, smiling, gives me comfort and really, what more can a girl ask for.
I send my folks happily on their way, relieved at their departure, feeling bad for being relieved especially because I’d previously wanted them around. But like I said, life happens, things change and instead of questioning it suspiciously, I think I’ll just roll with the fun times
Evening has come and it’s time to indulge my sweet tooth with sweet desserts and the one I’ll call sweet mouth; this is what I’ve been looking forward to all day. I realise there really isn’t much of a decision to be made; I know where my bread is buttered and what sprinkles my ice cream. I may just tell you all about it next time :)
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Yve Nimi | No longer go-to girl Friday or coffee addict (that may be a lie), still cake enthusiast & blogger at yve-olution.blogspot.co.uk (go have a look), trying to find the balance between way too much work and mild blowing orgasms