Smelly the suffering sofa
I was chatting with a friend of mine who's just finishing school. Well, we've just been sending e-mail messages back and forth really. She seemed to take the fact that I've been running around Naija these past weeks as an indicator that I'm having fun at work. Then she said she wasn't having any (fun) because she had to study really hard as this is her final year. Ami, fyi, that serious final year thing happens to everyone. After half-playing your way through your first 3 sessions you realize, “Scheisse! I’m about to leave school” and start swotting fiercely.
As for me travelling around, I had to be in Port Harcourt to fix the air conditioning in my car. It's been raining heavily here - summer and autumn are the rainy season in the little crick in Africa's neck that is Naija - and when I drove down a semi-flooded road somewhere something in the car shorted out and the AC died. The closest dealership's in PH, 120-something km away from where I live, so there I went. Then I was in Lagos to catch an SAP refresher course and demo an app I wrote for some folks there. Then to Abuja (our nation's capital, yay) to visit my mom and spend a stressful weekend checking out some new residential estates they're putting up there, cos I'm (maybe maybe maybe, finally!) thinking of buying a house or an apartment in that area.
And this is how much fun I’m having at work: I got back home at 7:30pm this evening and crashed out on Smelly the suffering sofa cos I was so exhausted I couldn’t stand. I woke up a few minutes ago, long after midnight, took off my work jeans. Now I’m sitting at my PC in shorts and a shirt, checking my e-mail and wondering whether it’s too late to do some reading, and whether I’ll have to go to work tomorrow, Saturday to make progress on some work items I haven’t covered :). Life's going pretty well.
