LESSONS FROM A BROKEN ENGAGEMENT

It’s been about two years since I made the scary decision to call off my engagement. It was tough and I really didn’t think that I was going to ever get to a ‘happy’ place again but I did. So, I thought why not share 5 things I learnt from a broken engagement. I think these lessons are relatable even if yours was just a broken relationship or even if you are in a happy relationship.

The 26th Chapter!

I turn 26 today! WooHoo!

My birthdays are a time of reflection. I didn’t really have significant birthday parties growing up. There was my 1^st birthday which I don’t remember, but there’s a picture of me with a knife and a cake, plus my mom said there was a party, so I believe her. Then there was my 10^th birthday which was spent at the beach with family. That one, I remember quite vividly. It was fun at the time. There wasn’t much of anything again till my 24^th birthday. That one was so significant. I got engaged to the then ‘love of my life’ and ate lobster at the same time (lobster is absolutely disgusting by the way). That was a good day. My ring was the most beautiful rose gold ring and I wasn’t sure anything could top that.

Friendly Competitions

I attended games’ night the other day and I was hell’a competitive! Some of my friends were a bit taken aback because I’m usually so chilled (unless someone is trying to pull a fast one on me at work and I’m not having that). In my group of friends, I’m the designated “hypeman”. I’m always telling everyone how bomb they’re looking, so it came as a surprise to some that I was sabotaging a competitor on games’ night. Lol. I mean, I would like to think I’m the “Taboo Queen”.

Review: PAINT AND SIP!

I’m constantly always looking for fun things to do in Lagos...things that don’t break the bank and generally don’t involve anything that hurts my spirit. So when I stumbled on a Sip and Paint event on Instagram, I was proper interested. I signed up for it and got one of my best friends to join me.

The event is organized by @artsplashstudio and hosted at La Taverna. First of all, I love the location (the downside being parking isn’t so great). It’s chilled enough to have an intimate dinner or to have a paint party where you can be a bit loud and annoying lol

SINGLE PRINGLE

When I decided to resume blogging, I promised myself not to lose sight of why I started blogging which is to be honest with the world…or just with myself at the very least. So, I decided it’s half time to talk about my journey as a single woman. I find that this is something people shy away from in Nigeria because it connotes some sort of desperation especially when coming from a woman and that really shouldn’t be the case. I’ve been single for over a year now and it’s been quite a learning experience; because prior to my "single days", I was engaged. Yes, engaged! (but that is a story for another day).

BLACK MAGIC

 This is such a crazy story and some of you might not believe it, but I know I have to share it. I have ulcers so I rarely fast (judge not please). However, I was led by the Holy Spirit to go on a 5 days fast this week so I went for it. I received sad news over the weekend and the fast was actually making me super excited again, so I thought that’s why God wanted me to fast. Let’s stop here for a second.

No Days Off?

 There was a time I use to subscribe to the “No Days Off” saying. I would work like a horse, reply emails at odd hours of the night, take my laptop home and work weekends too. One day, my body gave in – I went into work one morning and had to leave immediately to the hospital. It was time to take a much needed rest. We live in a society that promotes work non-stop because working non-stop appears productive and productivity is supposed to result to money and money makes the world go round.

Why I stopped Blogging...

This is perhaps the most asked question in my DMs and I never really know how to answer the question. Most times, I just ignore the message and the few times I do reply, I give a random excuse and promise to resume blogging again. Honestly, it’s because I couldn’t face the truth.