Hello sisters!, Is the holiday vibes in your homes just like mine? Yes, it is boiling in mine. it is at the level of tension and tempers flying everywhere. There is never a cool or dull moment. If the music is not on beyond normal limit, it is the television audio blaring out so loud or someone on the phone talking very loud. At least everyone is busy, one would say but no! this is not it.
I didn’t create holidays, so I am not ready to pay the price for it. Haba! I was once a child/teenager too joo! This was not how I spent my holidays then and I am sure many of my sisters/brothers will recall this too. Long holidays as we used to call it then was spent in either of the following three ways:
- Either you are shipped to the village to help the grand Parents in the farm.
- Or shipped to an uncle or Aunt to help take care of their kids
- Or stay with Parents, help mum in her business all summer making money
These were what our holidays consisted of growing up, so who is the modern mum that changed this order and said kids can now idle about during holidays, be on internet/television and phones all day, while mums like me sweat it out. Not only going out for business but also cooking and cleaning even during holidays that the kids are home.
Hmmmm! indeed, I was not ready for this. Hmmm! I took it when they were kids but not now. Yours truly have been complaining to hubby but he is always busy, as usual women takes care of these things and so what next now? This na cheap matter ke! haba! children will not control me ke! yours truly will not grow old because of them or be frustrated by kids who think they need to be so spoilt.
I hatch my plans very well, the previous weekend I did not cook as usual and so we ate what was left in the fridge with everyone hoping, I would shop on Monday and cook when I get back in the evening. Instead I woke up very early went down to my get myself Akara balls (beans meal) and pap. As I finished my breakfast, in came my 16years old son, at 10am in the morning, mumbling a good morning mum as I flop down into the the couch remote in hand.
“Mum! where is my tablet” comes his screams. Of course, yours truly have make shift ear plugs on and so ignored the screams.
His sister comes in, giving him a kick on his ankle, telling him to behave and stop screaming like a bush man. I smiled to myself. She works to the kitchen and bound back, her face change and she asked what is for breakfast.
Well, breakfast indeed. I am done. She realized I was not suppose to be home at this hour and wanted to know why I was still home. Quietly, yours truly explained to these spoilt generation kids that I was on holidays. (Habi dem say na only children dey get holiday, me ke! I don start my own holiday. no food, no business, na chop and lie down watch television, watch my phone and answer/message my friends too I dey now).
My sisters! my holidays have been on for a month now. I have not gone to my shop, nor clean or cook till date. My kids are cooking, cleaning, serving I and hubby, also going to the shop. The funniest thing with this is that they are doing great, after all, they are 18 and 16 years old. Who says I don’t deserve this, this holiday and this weekend I and hubby are taking it further by going on one week love trip to Obudu cattle ranch.
Before then I am to go and have a full Manicure and Pedicure
, full spa treatment, well groomed hair and a new wardrobe for the trip. Can you imagine that even hubby is into the groove now, while we see not so happy faces
. Hahahaha, wahala don shele, yours truly is on enjoyment gallore. Abeg! my sister, wish me happy holiday love trip. Catch ‘ya soon on this page
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