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First time driving in Lagos

Hi guyssssss!!!!!

Long time, no see.

More like, long time, all work. I’m practically burnt out. Someone, take me to the Bahamas ;let me check that on the list.

So,, I know I said I wasn’t going to buy a car because of the maintenance costs and also because I don’t like to drive ;I have gone against my words. Lol at me for all you care, the stress was about to kill me. Especially with the fact that I sometimes have clients where PT never get to.

I got a car eventually and I’ll be sharing with you guys(to laugh at me) my experience as a first time driver.

Prior to now, I had never driven a car. I was just indifferent about it, even when my folks tried to teach me. Lol. So when I was about to get one, I wasn’t really bothered until I got it. Let me mention that I didn’t know roads too. Whenever I entered PT, my own is for the driver to take me to where we’re going to. I really didn’t care what route he took. Well, until now. So, basically, I had two issues -I couldn’t drive and I didn’t know routes.

Week 1- I parked the car at a client’s site for about 2 weeks. The FD is a close friend of mine so, I had a free pass.

Week 3- I told my friend -Ibk to drive the car to the office for me. It spent another two weeks there.

Week 5- I started training with Tochukwu. Did this every Saturday. Three Saturdays in all sha. He’s such a sweet person. Totally patient with me.

Week 9- I took ibk to the office in order to move the car. When we got there, he asked me to drive and that he’ll direct me. Only problem here is that I didn’t know Lagos routes. I’d get to a turn then ask if I should turn right or keep straight. Another problem was the fact that I couldn’t drive straight -couldn’t maintain my lane. I had successfully alighted the 3rd mainland bridge when someone hit/bashed my car. The front bumper practically split into two. I think I was in denial at this point. I kept on asking ibk if that was my car. Immediately he said yes, I just parked at the middle of the road and was like -I’m done. Nah.

He was bent on me driving the car so I still drove home then got a neighbor’s panel beater to fix it. The guy told me 22k and I was like -is that how you used to do?? Small play. Remember what I said about maintenance costs for cars? I was just about to start, for real. He eventually beat the cost to 13k.

Week 10- The car was parked in my compound throughout.

Week 11- I mustered some courage to start driving to work. I got an instructor for 2weeks for 20k.

Monday morning, my cuss level had gone from 0 to 100 and the Yoruba girl in me was fully unleashed. I was quick to give any driver a piece of my mind. Bad thing, I had learner on my car which made it easier for me to be walked upon.

Monday evening, my side mirror was run into by someone. I cussed out sooooo much but my instructor said I was just getting initiated. Every other day of the week went well.

Some other days went well, making me feel like a pro. Some other days were just totally crazy. I’m still not good at reversing cars at all. How do you explain running into a car that was on its own oo? Just because I was trying to reverse. I dropped my number on the person’s car for him to call me so I can fix his car. He hasn’t called till date so, I’ll assume he’s forgiven me.

The gate to my house is also very small. Another time, I hit the back of my car against it and I think I broke something sef. So annoying.

Well, I’m enjoying the comfort but I must confess that it’s more comfortable if you had a driver, which I really can’t afford,considering my cashflow. Lol. I like good things sha. We’ll surely get there.

That’s about that for now. Hopefully, I don’t spoil the car when next I gist you guys.

Love and light always.

Xoxo.

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Made in 1958

Hey peopleeee. Long time no chat.

Crazy work schedule for real. It’s the busiest period for me at work so, we’re working till we drop. The worst part is that my current client’s office is in Lagos as mine but he decided to Lodge us for efficiency sake. Once you’re in Lagos and lodged, just know you will work till you quench.

Last weekend was my dad’s 60th birthday and we decided to throw a party for him. My mum actually spearheaded the whole thing. Did I tell you that my mum is a crazy lover? The carry-my-husband-on-my-head, me-and-my-husband type. She told my brother and I about planning her husband’s 60th since October 2017. I was worried at first because my family loves to party and when I say family – I mean nuclear +extended family. I have a pretty large family and we’re pretty much close so you can imagine how much money would be sunk. We planned for 20-25 people but in my head, 30 sha.

I made customized tees for four -Dad, mum, Damilare and I in January in order to reduce my expenses as days went by.

February came pretty fast and I began to panic because I was so stressed at work and I was the major planner of the event. Mum was to do everything related to food and I, every other thing.

I planned on doing slight decor in the sitting room myself but I couldn’t even go to the market for a million bucks. Crazy stressed. So, I got a planner for the decor. I must confess, that was the best thing about the plan. I ordered the cake from Nectarconfectioneries for it to be delivered a day to the event, to my aunt. One thing went wrong however. My aunt put the cake in her car trunk and before she got home, the cake had melted. Like literally. When she called to tell me, with pictures as evidence, I almost lost it. Like, wyd?! That’s over 20k about to go down the drain! I wasn’t even thinking about the cake again. It was the money I kept thinking about. Lol

I called the vendor and she said there was nothing she could about (very terrible of her) so, I spoke to Toyosi (my planner). She hooked me up with a Baker who fixed it-another expense of course.

I got trays of small chops from Larryspices. The guy is sooooo good mehn.

Got home Saturday morning and you’d literally think my parents’ daughter was getting married. Party pots, people turning Amala, jollof rice, moimoi, and other orisirisi. My mom even rented plastic chairs. Lol.

Did I mention that my dad was veryyyyyy happy. That would be his first birthday party and he totally loved it. He was quite emotional too. He’s the first person I know would cry when I want to get married. He’s that emotional.

They say pictures speak volume so, see for yourself .

Photography by my sweet sweet friend cum colleague -Tomisin. I told him about it since December and he was totally down with it.

So, quick tips for planning a small party.

1. Event planners are so underrated. Please get one. Even if your budget is 100k. That thing that says you can do it alone is out to embarrass you.

2. If you have Yoruba parents like mine, know that there’s nothing like a small party. If their budget is for 20 guests, do a mental addition of 10 people.

3. Plan plan plan ahead. Except you have money to blast sha

Do you have other tips to add?

Love and light always

Xoxo

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Having a step, sharing a parent

Hey people.

How’s the new month going? I’ve been excited so far.

So, I’ll be ranting quickly about having a step patent after one’s mum/dad is dead.

Story is about one of my older friends who’s in his forties, has a late mum but surviving father. His mum died about 5 years ago but recently, his dad’s need for a companionship seems to be a priority to him. They’re good kids(he and his siblings) in my opinion – they visit their dad once in two weeks and take him out on vacations to Dubai, US, Bahamas, etc.

There’s this woman in grandpa’s church who however is getting so close to him but really doesn’t want anything to do with the kids. She does things like -ask him if he’s had lunch ;a typical way of a Nigerian woman telling you she cares about you. Ameannnnn, what else is important than your stomach? One thing is disturbing though. She really doesn’t want to have anything to do with the kids. My friend says whenever he’s at his dad’s for visit, she doesn’t come around ;even when she knows his(grandpa’s) kids are around. There was even a time he went to worship at grandpa’s church in a bid to meet the woman his dad was crushing on. They shook hands alright but she was very cold to him and since then, he’s not been in support of the woman dating his dad.

My thoughts? I personally think it’s jealousy and my friend is just about to face the reality of his mum being replaced. At what point does one begin to get so protective of his parent after losing one of them?

Which brings me to another question for people who have steps parents. How does it feel sharing one of your parents with another person who’s not your family? Sincere answers only.

You know what to do. Drop a comment below.

P.S- I hate going to a toilet to do number 2 only to find out that there’s no tissue or water. Wyd?

Lmao.

Love and light.

Xoxo.

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Having a step, sharing a parent

Hey people.

How’s the new month going? I’ve been excited so far.

So, I’ll be ranting quickly about having a step patent after one’s mum/dad is dead.

Story is about one of my older friends who’s in his forties, has a late mum but surviving father. His mum died about 5 years ago but recently, his dad’s need for a companionship seems to be a priority to him. They’re good kids(he and his siblings) in my opinion – they visit their dad once in two weeks and take him out on vacations to Dubai, US, Bahamas, etc.

There’s this woman in grandpa’s church who however is getting so close to him but really doesn’t want anything to do with the kids. She does things like -ask him if he’s had lunch ;a typical way of a Nigerian woman telling you she cares about you. Ameannnnn, what else is important than your stomach? One thing is disturbing though. She really doesn’t want to have anything to do with the kids. My friend says whenever he’s at his dad’s for visit, she doesn’t come around ;even when she knows his(grandpa’s) kids are around. There was even a time he went to worship at grandpa’s church in a bid to meet the woman his dad was crushing on. They shook hands alright but she was very cold to him and since then, he’s not been in support of the woman dating his dad.

My thoughts? I personally think it’s jealousy and my friend is just about to face the reality of his mum being replaced. At what point does one begin to get so protective of his parent after losing one of them?

Which brings me to another question for people who have steps parents. How does it feel sharing one of your parents with another person who’s not your family? Sincere answers only.

You know what to do. Drop a comment below.

P.S- I hate going to a toilet to do number 2 only to find out that there’s no tissue or water. Wyd?

Lmao.

Love and light.

Xoxo.

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Pricing Value

Hey people.

How’s the new year going? Slow for me, but we move still.

One of my plans for 2018 is to go all out for my business. I know you’re like -So you’re into business too? Yessoooo. I am. I sew souvenir bags for events-corporate, weddings, schools, hajj agencies, etc.

My colleagues at work are really doing a great job buying my stuffs and referring people also. Big shout out to Praise, Ogbomah, Kachi, Ose,Bimpe and Bidemi.

I’ve been reading a lot of business books of late and I decided to penetrate the market with my lower costs while not compromising quality. For instance,I sell my laptop bags for 3/4k while IG marketers sell for 8/9k. That’s almost a 50% discount. I am definitely making profit, but not as high as these peeps.

Where am I going with all these? My friend said I didn’t price my bags well as the cost doesn’t talk about its value. For some minutes, I almost fell for it only that I’m trying to penetrate into the market and being not too pricey is my strategy ;well, until I get a perfect model that works.

So what do you guys think? When something comes off as cheap, do you think it’s not genuine? And when it’s expensive, does it scream quality?

I’d like to hear your thoughts. You know what to do.

Love and light always.

Xoxo

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Gratitude -Day 16

Patience isn’t my strongest point. Especially when I’m with rude or incompetent people. I’m currently working with someone who everyone told me was difficult ;even before I started working with her. She calls at really odd hours and every minute to make enquiries of things she can even see right in front of her.

We ended the project completely today and so far, we have had no clash or quarrel of any sort.

I’m grateful for the patience I’m learning to master, ability to withhold lashing out my tongue and being able to air my grievances without bitterness. I’m grateful because this is so unlike me.

What are you grateful for today??

Xoxo

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Half year review 2- Goodbye 2017

Hello people. This is the final review of my 2017 second half. Read my review of the first half here

https://aasadamilola.wordpress.com/2017/07/01/my-half-year-review-2/

This might be pretty long. 6months, you know. Some events might also have reversed by the end of this review as I penned things as they happened during the course of the year.

JULY

I must confess, I live life one day at a time now. Gone are the days when I used to write out things I wanted to happen before the end of each year. I get heartbroken 💔 9 out of 10 times so,why not live?

I got my results on the 17the and baby girl passed her exams. Yippee. One paper to being chartered.
AUGUST

I spent the better part of this month at Ebun’s place. I had moved to my house last month, true, but I still had a lot of stuff to fix-Burglary, net, ceiling fans, painting etc. These stuffs took about 2 weeks in all then I moved in finally on the 17th. You guys should say a big thanks to Ebun for me. Annoying most times but she’s a life saver nevertheless.

There was this Thursday night my friends and I went to hang out at Bottles. We actually went to Ntyce first before heading for Bottles. It was mad mad fun. Been a while I danced crazy like that. No, I wasn’t high. I don’t drink though, it’s part of my bucket list and I’d rather do that in the company of someone I trust totally. Last time I had that kind of fun was in April, on Jasmine’s birthday at Slay lounge. I didn’t feel the effect of the dance until the second day when I couldn’t move my body. Lol.

Other parts of the month was for preparing for my last exam.

SEPTEMBER

I wrote my last exam on the 4th and I can’t deny the fact that it felt as if a burden was taken off my head. ACCA is actually stress. I will someday write about my ACCA journey -my gains, losses and pains during the process. Right now, we celebrate. Not yet though. Probably when the results are out. Only problem I have now is where to divert all this weekend energy to. I’m used to going for weekend lectures and now that I have some spare time, I don’t know what to do. Specific suggestions?

Let me make a confession – I hate the ember months. Like, totally. It just has a way of making me feel depressed because the year will be coming to an end with nothing much to show for it. Yes, I don’t write down stuffs to do for the year but there’s no denying that I have expectations before the year ends. We move anyway.

Organized Ebun’s bridal shower for 23rd and boy was she happy. Baby girl is becoming a Mrs on October 2nd. I’m too happy for her. Lol.

26th

Someone said something amazing today and he blew my mind. It was a colleague at work. We were just chatting randomly and he goes -“Dammy, you are a source of encouragement to me. It’s like you have this whole thing called life figured out. Doing very well on the job, have an MSc, good relationship and you’re even chartered already”.

Lol.

Lol. Please laugh with me everyone.

I’m happy to be an encouragement to him but If only he knew my life isn’t as perfect as he painted it. I’m getting tired of the job and I doubt that he knows I’m not in a relationship. Or that I’m so emotional and I cry a lot. My face and naughtiness probably makes everyone think everything with me is perfect. Lol. I saw something about that on Twitter by @fkabudu. “Stop getting distracted by other people’s achievements. You don’t know their story. You have your own work to do.”

That there, summed up my September. By the way, I’m tired of Adulting. Can I just restart the whole thing? O su mi mehn

OCTOBER

Issa Chartered akantant!! I was literally overwhelmed with love and gratitude this month. Do remind you that I have the best parents /family? The support from them have been so massive. Especially my dad who pushes me, against my will beyond my limits. My dad literally put it on the family whatsapp group and everyone took turns to call me. I felt loved sha. On the other hand, I didn’t feel extra a day after. Life just continued. Reminds me that you shouldn’t place your joy on any life achievement. Don’t say you’ll be happy when this and that happens. That stuff happens then what next? New goals. Please, don’t tell me you’ll place your happiness on the next goal.
NOVEMBER

Nothing much happened here. Like, it just came and went. Nothing spectacular

DECEMBER

This one came with the realization of the year coming to an end. Like fr? The devil almost came to take my joy away by reminding me of what I am yet to achieve. Again, family came through. While I understand that the love from my family is as a result of intentional work and criticism on themselves, I really hope my future family have this kind of love among us. From my lips to God’s ears 😂.

Christmas was lit. I went to shows and almost finished my salary before the month even ended. I went for Simi’s see me live, Adekunle Gold’s one night stand (ONSWAG), Fela’s kalakuta stage play, and a lovely spa session. Oh, I saw Jumanji too. Took me right back to childhood. I think this is my best adult Christmas. No doubts.

I wish you all the best 2018. May all our heart desires be granted and may we all have cause to sing and dance for joy in the new year. Amen.

Xoxo.

Love and light, always.