HOW WAS YOUR NIGHT?

This morning I was led by my hunger cravings and decided I wanted bean ball burger (that’s for the ajebo people) but really it is just akara from the woman down the road plus bread. As I was walking down the road I saw that hot puff-puff guy and I said to him and his goods “get thee behind me, I shall not be tempted today”…the day I search for him he will not pass, today that I want akara he’s knacking his showglass kom kom kom near me. 

I carried my 200 Naira which bought me soft 50 Naira bread and 5 steaming hot akara’s. It took me a long time to decide if 50 Naira akara is going to bellefull me-I have a serious case of ojukokoro when I’m hungry – I always feel I can eat a cow plus I’m the most indecisive when it comes to choosing what to eat which gets extremely worse when I have options- I can’t count how many times Bobo don tear for me because I’m standing the till and asking the attendant “your fried rice and your jollof, which is sweeter?” LOL. 

Back to my akara gist, ehen so I decided 50 Naira akara is enough for a child of God, bought bread and bought that 50 Naira Nescafe breakfast sachet coffee. For 150 Naira my breakfast was complete. I found a nice place to settle down to eat- stacked the akara neatly into the middle of the bread then pressed the bread together, just as I opened my mouth to munch it, someone greeted me and asked, “how was your night”…

Really?

I said fine and continued eating. I met someone else again and in greeting the person too asked how was your night, at this point I’m worried. Is something supposed to happen in the night? Or is there one meeting people go to that I did not attend? LOL. There must be some sort of adventure that goes on at night so I paused and tried to recollect how my night went…

I went to bed by past 11:00 pm, I would like to go to bed earlier than that but it never happens. Slept with the generator on, but by 1.00 am I had to switch over to NEPA/PHCN because they brought light. This interruption happens at least twice in a night, so I go back to turn on the generator or go to turn it off and I’m always sure to make sounds to alert my compound rats that I’m coming to the generator (for some reason some big rats are always doing jagalova around the gen)…by the time I wake up at 5.30 am I feel like I haven’t slept a wink…add a pee break or two I think I wake up about 4 times per night…maybe this is the scenario I need to paint to people when they ask me how was your night. I think it’s a question that demands more than “fine”.

I also always feel like the question is too heavy and intrusive for just any random person to ask another (but Nigerians don’t believe in boundaries) AND you should never ask married people how their night was…are they supposed to talk about the shushukubambam they were doing at night or what? The next time someone asks me how was your night I will actually tell them everything that happened and watch them shrink, as their eyes widen at the description of my night which I will make sure contains enough TMI… 

*Mischievous grin*

Soooo since we (you my sweet readers and I) have a good relationship I actually can ask because I’m sure you will have a lot to say…be honest…how was your night? Feel free to tell me e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g 😀