Anyways, since I moved to this new Aje kpako lifestyle I have added some new words to my vocabulary. Most of them were a rude awakening.
Rent ~ contrary to what Nollywood has taught me, Caretaker no dey come remind you to pay rent o! Thank God for automatic Bpay transfers.
Cooking ~ because Mummy is 8 time zones away.
Groceries ~ No, the fridge does not automatically stock itself. Shocking.
Furniture ~ apparently they don’t always come with the place neither do they germinate out of the wooden floors.
Ikea ~ The answer to all of life’s problems. Why make war when you can make a bookshelf?
Neighbours ~ Not the TV show, annoying ones that smoke on their balconies so it blows in and pollutes your beautiful air.
I have been trying my best to settle in but a few weeks ago, SOMEONE stole my mop! Yes my fancy schmancy mop! Granted I bought it from Crazy Clark’s for next to nothing, but it was still MY MOP! 😦 I put it outside to dry under the sun and I came home and it was gone! This is too reminiscent of boarding school! Friday nights, the nights before inspection everyone’s mop and scrubbing brush and buckets get stolen… Gosh I HATED inspection… I hated boarding school life… I loved the people though….
*sigh* but at least I’m surviving! My Dad told me I won’t last 1 month out of St Cats. It’s been 6 months. I should’ve bet him! Hehe. Oh well.
Life on my own is quite adventurous really. It’s taking me a while to adjust but I’m getting there. One step at a time…
Lot’sa homy love
Fatima “Bree Van De Kamp” Bukar