The Cheese in my Life.

There are few things in life that one really derives pleasure from and when i say pleasure, i don't mean what the general public views as pleasure. I mean, what an individual person views at pleasure.

For me, i like a good time. I like watching great movies, I love shopping, i love new items, ranging form clothes to shoes to jewellery and the best of all, perfumes. Nothing makes me feel good like a fabulously scented perfume. Not the kind that triggers off my allergies, thank you,just the really cool stuff.

Am sure by now, you must be wondering what the title of today's blog has to do with what am ranting about. Yeah, well, am wondering the same thing too. I seem to have forgotten.*wrinkling forehead in seriousness*. Okay, yeah i get it now.

You see, the "likes" i have previously mentioned only happens on  days on which i own myself, like weekends, public holidays, sick days, you know, weak stuff like that. On the other days, I'm owned by another establishment. Yeah, somebody owns me that is not my parents or a spouse or a child, imagine that? So on these other days which is like every other day of my life asides from the ones already mentioned, what i like to do within the space of an hour is talk, laugh or eat and then laugh again, that is of course when i find the time. Laughing is a drug to me, it keeps my soul intact.

Still on my likes is the realisation that I love my colleagues. Frankly, i never thought i would ever say that. It just came to me on one of my sick days that i actually did miss them! Imagine that! I kept on pinging Okey. Okey is a colleague of mine by the way, i was trying to know the details of what was happening at each time of the day. It was a surprising discovery for me. I actually did miss them.

Okay, fine, I didn't miss all of them, neither do i love all of them, but the ones i do love are more significant anyways. The best part of our love is when we talk about our bosses. Yeah, i said it! We talk about our bosses. I'm definitely sure that is relatively common, although of course no one i know is ever really bold enough to say it out loud, even me. That am blogging about it right now doesn't mean that i am going to say a word about it if i am called up to do so. But everyone of us does that at one time or the other, at least that's what i think. I think it helps relieve stress because after much detail being recounted, you will find some details that would make you roar out will laughter and ones that will stay with you all day causing you to smile intermittently.

This is not a professional assessment anyway, all i know is that a good laugh helps me relieve whatever stress am under at the time and so i enjoy it whenever i can, be it chatting about events of the day, a friend's aunt, a new boo, an old love or a boss's mannerism. Lol. Of course I'm not going to go into details of all we talk about but just so you know, it is a guarantee that on such days, i am sure to have a good laugh.

What i am trying to say and i ope succeeding at saying is that, a good laugh is sure to relieve stress even after a most hectic day. You'd be amazed at how much comic relief your bosses are, i  know i was and still is. So, laugh a little everyone. It's a great remedy to so many things.

And just in case any of my bosses ever ever reads this, it has been marked and stamped, "WITHOUT PREJUDICE" somewhere at the back.

It's been a great day.

Cleaning out my Closet

I used to get the idea that writing couldnt be so hard. After all, i do it in my mind all the time. But since this blog, suddenly the head that used to be rushing with so many ideas seeking for an outlet has gone silent. The amazing thing about it of course is that the silence comes the moment am ready to start putting something down and then its almost like something speaks to my brain, "Hush! be silent".

Well, am beating it down, whatever that voice is.

Yesterday was a memorable one for me. I cleaned out my closet. Yeah, no big deal i know, if it were just the cleaning of the closet. But it wasnt. I had to do a mental cleaning as well. I let go of old love, I let go of love gone sour, love that never was and now, all am left with is, budding love and love to come.

You'd be amazed at what different people want from their different lives.  At the kick off of my first relationship, I was asked,(by him of course and I can't mention names as i don't think he would want that) "what do u want from this relationship?" I smiled and i said, " I just want to be happy". Skip to several years afterwards, am done with college (for now). If i were to commence a relationship and is asked the same question, what would my answer be? I hadn't given this a serious thought until now.

Without pondering much of course, I know my answer wouldn't have changed. It would have still been the same simple quip, "I just want to be happy". This lack of change in my answer has however caused me to wonder if i have evolved over the years. Have i evolved? Is there something else i would want added to my list of "Wants"? Am yet to answer that.

Back to cleaning out my closet, letting go of old love, love gone sour and budding love didnt make me happy, it didnt make me sad either, still, i cant say i was indifferent. It was just one of those things that had to be done. The moment it was done, there was a moment of melancholy, just a moment, and then there was the reflection, series and series of them. I tactically skipped the sad moments. At the end of it all that is left is a certain calm, like this should have been done ages ago. I however don't begrudge myself the time i spent before i got it done,  as truth be told, I wasnt ready. But having achieved that now, I couldnt have made a better choice.

So brace up all and do some cleaning out because i already have this self satisfied grin that makes me feel like am an expert in airing my closets and trust me, the smile will look good on you too. Just be sure that before you commence on the act, you are good and ready.

So now that everything is all new and shiny and even the cobwebs are almost all gone, let me hope that the coming year brings with it something new.

Finally,

So finally, a time old dream was born today. On this very desk, in the most unusual of circumstances. With help from little or no source. Do i appreciate it? You bet.

I really cant believe this blog is mine even as i write but as the reality of it begins to sink in, and even at its most amateurish stage, I must thank Mr. Ohbee. He gave me the boost that i most needed even when this idea was a mere thought.

My blog will be undergoing series of changes until i have it right. Until i have it worthy of all my coming followers.

Thank you for checking. For now all i can say is, "It gets better".

Ciao...