a bad hair day

‘ve often heard that you can’t eat your cake and have it. Now, i’m not on a mission to argue that out, cos i can bet there are peeps out there ready to prove me wrong, you can as well have it up for sale if you so desire! i can almost hear them say.

It’s a Sunday afternoon, i’ve been to church but not for long, you see, truth is, i seem to be getting tired of church, now i’m not shy to say that cos i heard something sometime last week ‘If you aren’t tired of church yet, then you probably aren’t ready or hungry for something new yet so satisfying, fresh fire…’ that’s an aside anyway, topic for another day.
I realise i have so much to do today and there’s little or no time for frivolities.
How would you like to slide into a pool on a sunny Sunday afternoon as today (yes, i started writing this on Sunday!) Ever seen a cockroach dancing before a hen or chicken??  won’t be long before the latter makes a clean sweep of the former! Short of saying, i couldn’t just eat my cake and have it!
oops! the day’s almost spent and my hair’s not made, it may be a bad hair week afterall! i shall most likely be ‘wigging it through’.

now it’s five days after, it’s Friday; i’ve never felt this disappointed in a while, i narrowly missed (or missed narrowly, cos i did miss it, not like i was kind of lucky!) a deadline during the week, just about a minute delay. It was so painful cos i put in so much in terms of time, effort and everything u can think of.
What made the pain so excrutiating was the fact that, what i tried but failed to do in 30mins, i thenafter did in seconds – who would have thought attaching a file could be that troublesome? On second thought, it might just be that i was dull of hearing cos the following morning, I got to my desk and found this staring me in the face – “If your plans have failed, ask yourself if there’s a better plan waiting to be discovered” there had better be one! Now i’m asking myself

Nice weekend y’all!

So near, yet so far away!

Yeah, it was more than an august break indeed!!
Now, i’m thinking frantically, what on earth do i title this post?? coping with occupational stress?? No! i need something that
doesn’t tell there’s been so much fire on the mountain or beneath the mountain (I haven’t said that, have i?). Perhaps, i’ll just go with one that doesn’t show i’ve been away for so long. I’ve been without a machine to work with for that long and so i lost my draft posts… Can’t seem to find an appropriate one so i’ll act like i have one (i’ll let u know when it finally comes). before then, let me carry on with my titleless post!
dunno if this is a common phenomenon, i’ve been generally out of touch with this world of blogs.
Recently, i did a round on sites i visited frequently and realized how much i missed out. you guys are doing good!
For those who came close enough, you would agree with me that it was just not the season for blogging or maybe i wasn’t strong enough, just maybe… truth is, i was ever so close yet so far away!
Now, please tell me, if you know, what comes out of an empty sack when it’s turned over? nothing! how’bout when it’s shaken & squeezed?? like when you squeeze an orange, you get some orange juice.
Nothing still? I don’t totally agree with that cos i have learnt otherwise.
A more appropriate answer would be saying that what’s in it comes out. Short of saying we as human beings never know what
we could get up to under pressure. trust me, i’m speaking from experience! Pressure brings out what’s latent (tendencies, i choose to call them).
In this case, nothing comes out of the sack because nothing is in it. A Bible passage sums it up:
‘Lots of people claim to be loyal and loving, but where on earth can you find one?’ Prov. 20.6 The message.
In other words, what you profess of yourself may not be necessarily true till you’ve been tested.
I can’t exactly promise that i’m here to stay (for now) but i will surely make time to blurt once in a while.