OK so I'm sat here on the bed scared as hell and so frustrated.
One other random thing about me is that I have an irrational fear of all animals. (I'll probably do another random things about me post in a few months, as you guys have alredy prbably noticed, i'm VERY random).
This fear ranges from seeing a dog and crossing the road 'just in case' (I have been known to sense them from far away), to REFUSING to have goldfish because 'I'll have to feed them and change the water'.
Anyways, back to my rant...I took the day off from work to take a break before the wahala of school starts again and seeing as its valentine's day, I thought I'll make my fiance (let's call him Mr Lashes) some nice Naija food for when he gets back from work.
There I was after breakfast on the internet, looking for valentine's day gift ideas for him to buy me (we're unromantic like that :-) ) when my super SUPER vision spotted a mouse out of the corner of my eye. IN THE KITCHEN!!!
Now I hear you guys saying, 'it can't bite you', 'it's no big deal', 'take it easy', but before you could say 'pretty lashes' I had flown out of the living room and landed on the bed in the bedroom...I swear I did it in less than 5 footsteps!!
Mr Lashes could hear me screaming and thinking I broke a leg or something equally as serious, he ran to ask me if I was ok....Turns out my idea and his idea of OK are totally different....Mr Lashes actually LAUGHED at me!!!!
I asked him very nicely to go and get rid of it for me and he told me that he's be late for work if he did, Mr Lashes basically told me to suck it up till the evening when he'll sort it out.
Mr Lashes lives in a new build, the flat is 6 years old at the most, the problem is that there are a few points of entry for mice. we're blocking them as we are find them, we just can't seem to stop finding them. We are both obsessively clean so its all the more frustrating for us. He even goes as far as to blame me because they can 'sense' when I am around...all the tantilizing smells of food draws them out....not sure if I should be pleased or offended when he says that...
Anyways the point of my rant is that how am I meant to make magic happen in the kitchen when I can't even go in there??? I KNOW the mice will kill me and eat little chunks of my body the second I step in there (see what I said about irrational???) I tire :-(
I actually have another funny mice story involving me, Mr lashes, the toilet and some oven chips...Please let me know if you want me to share, this post is long enough as it is
Ok so to the other part of this post...my one and only frenemy called me last week...'I heard you're engaged, why didn't you tell me? 'Are you pregnant, is that why he asked you to marry him?' 'I can't believe this common rat (yes o, she has relegated me to rat status) is getting married, I started going out with my boyfriend at the same time, why are YOU engaged?'
She said all this in a joking manner to me but me, you guys and Jesus know that she meant every single word of it....I made me excuses and got off the phone ASAP...
Happy Valentine's day y'all, hope you're having a better day than me so far....
Remember val's day is just not about boy and girl (or girl and girl if you're ..ahem.. that way inclined), it's about LOVE...love for yourself, your neighbor, your family, for your friends and most importantly, for God..