My parents are in town visiting for two months. For the first time in ever, I am going to be 32, I am alone with my parents. Usually, my sister is around to be the buffer. She is more of a people person than I am, so she is better at dealing with the parents than I am.
Now don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but this country has uselessed me when it comes to being pragmatic. I am very impatient and I like to be alone and do my own thing. I am a lone ranger and a homebody. Usually when people say they are homebodies they are usually using the wrong term. When I say I am a homebody, it is an understatement. I endeavor to fit every errand into my weekday schedule so that I don't have to go outside my apartment on the weekend, I don't even check the mail on weekends because that involves looking "not crazy" and going outside. With this in mind, imagine my difficulty with having the parents with me? constantly around and about and wanting to talk and what not. I
am praying that at the end of this stay they will not disown me. I am actively reminding myself to be patient and to exhale and to remember that these are the people who brought me into this world, raised me, educated me and made me into the woman that I am today. I just have to revert back to my naija self and act right, abi na wetin? I also need to find a church before my mom loses her mind and sends me to mountain of fire for deliverance.
