Another Month Bites The Dust........

Someone please tell me how we got to the end of the month already. I remember April fool’s day like it was yesterday. Being in the real world really does suck up ones’ life.

Had an uneventful Saturday.
I got robbed whilst I was fixing my tyre at the vulcanizer. Right under my nose, my bag was stolen from my car. It sucked! And I was really upset. Thank God I had my phone, Ipod and car keys in my pocket. As far as replacements go, everything can be replaced; I was most upset about my Juicy C Shades! And my newly acquired make up- it’s all gone! * sob sob. 
Oh well……………... 

The Mister and cousin showed up after my frantic phone call- My cousin hugged me and the Mister gave me the stare. I know, I know, I get the stare all the time- he warns me about things like this and I never listen. Lesson learned now! Thank God he had my laptop bag- I would have literally lost it if my laptop was taken * just the thought of it gives me shivers. Take everything, but don’t take my gadgets.

And so I sulked yesterday away. Slept a lot- which was good. I was in a much better mood by evening. Watched the Mister play his video games one right after the other, and it had me wondering why women complained when their men played games. I mean- he is in the house, right? Isn’t that where you want him? To be honest, The Mister feels a bit uncomfortable sometimes when I am around and he feels like gaming (worried that it might look like his attention is elsewhere instead of with me) I on the other hand can’t be bothered. I enjoy watching him play, and I play a few myself even though most times I suck, especially at the racing games, as for first person shooters I simply do not attempt. He derives joy and pleasure from watching me crash the cars (He’s just jealous because my driving in real life is awesome and I can't replicate that in games). 

I have 3 weddings to attend next month- the remaining single girls in my office decided to get hitched and so the rest of the office keeps teasing me. I laugh and tell them, fear not, for one beautiful Tuesday, I shall walk into the office married- yep. I’ll get married on a Monday, because I can.

I have a French test in a couple of minutes, I didn’t study! I’ll probably boycott the test or copy my boss.

Au reviour......And a little food for thought.

Single View

So I’m still swamped with work, story of my life…….My senior manager is getting married on Friday, little me was left to assume his position and workload! I’m constantly being teased by the other older colleagues, imagine being called young madam or country head in the making all day.

Obviously, working with my manager in the last couple of months I’ve heard all sorts about wedding/marriage to last my life time, first of all I’ve never been bothered about this whole marriage thing, I can be a bit of a weirdo, some people  (including myself) refer to me as psycho but hey, I love me. For as long as I can remember I never wanted to get married, As far as I was concerned being single for the rest of my life was always option A ,  (and to think I grew up in “the perfect family” with “the perfect childhood”), unfortunately or should I say fortunately for me, I’m at the point where all my friends are married, quarter to marry or plain freaking out about getting married (I never understand why they freak out), on the other hand  I hear some girls even have their parents hassling them and telling them they are RIPE  for marriage (RIPE!........ RIPE! Are we fruits??) I thank God my parents are not the type, my brain finds it hard to accept the whole marriage thing, instead it keeps on listing out in bullet points the trials and tribulations of a failing marriage, and I think to myself, why waste time battling such issues when you can easily spend time doing the things you love.

Not to mention my phobia for being pregnant, that whole labour pain, naaaaaah men! I’m definitely  not cut out for it, For starters I don’t even carry new born babies, because I think they would fall  out my hands or I would crush them-  tiny 'lil creatures, bless them. But before I even get to the phobia, I think I know what puts me off the most!  It’s the pre-wedding and the actual wedding; notice how I didn’t say the marriage this time. I mean, why does one have to go through all those ridiculous processes, if it’s not one side or both sides of the parents disagreeing, it’s the amount of money and time spent preparing the wedding, from asoebe, to music, to food, to venue, to cake, clothes you name it , even when there’s a planner issues still arise, and I hear most times it takes a couple of months for couples to recuperate, I mean what’s that? What’s the point? When the resources can be used to start life together, instead you get complaints after the wedding of how food didn’t get to everybody, after spending tons of money, Mcheww! Darn them!

 The only way I see myself ever getting married is having the smallest wedding ceremony ever for a 1^st daughter, having my partner as my best mate and knowing together we can make it through earth , wind and fire and let’s not forget, pain free babies. If I can have it this way, then I'll sign up………. if not I shall remain free as a bird.