Escape Mission!

I really can't remember the last time I wrote anything other than office reports but I guess it'll come easy; isn't it the same as picking up car keys after months of inaction?

Lately, I have been doing a lot of self appraisal and I have come to the conclusion that I have just been too lazy to do anything creative apart from experiment with soups and pastries. 

Usually a restless soul, my routine life just became so boring that anything different got me buzzing around. A few weeks ago, I decided to try new things so I noted some activities that could get me my groove back.

The first was to watch 80% of the World Cup matches. To achieve this, I started searching for mobile devices that could pick TV signals. My research yielded many results and of all, I settled for a China made phone (choice was based on the price: very cheap). I wasn't comfortable with the idea of using China phones especially when my colleagues whom I had told of my plot discouraged me emphasizing that China phones are notorious for noise generation and that they usually 'peme' before you say Jack Robinson. So, I abandoned activity one though I'll still watch some matches (at home).

Having failed to hatch a successful getaway from boredom via China phones, I embarked on another escape route: cooking. Since I had a flair for culinary affairs, this route seemed the solution at the onset. I started with dishes I couldn't make. In just a week of trial, my husband was already complaining that his meals were late and he could not join me in the cooking since he had no idea (most times) what I was doing.

The first trial and error dish was Edikaikong soup which I must say came out very fine. Enthusiastically,  I did a repeat performance days after and to my disappointment it lacked the attitude the first one had. Despite that I tagged it my all sea animals dish. My guests were lots of crayfish, crab, dry & fresh fish, periwinkles and some stock fish. While I kept bothering myself that the soup didn't come out well, hubby ate a big dish and helped himself to more. (I always thank God for little mercies; the guy will gladly eat any meal I make whether good or less good without complaining)

With the second trial a flop, soups became a no-go-area for me. So I stuck with Ogbono, Egusi, Gbegiri & Ewedu and okro. I did a few trials with Wake (not sure of the spelling but it is a flour based meal which comes out exactly like Akara but for the taste. Its a favourite of the Hausa's) and coconut rice. All of these gladly munched by hubby who would honestly criticize the trial meals. (Yeah hubby, when I finish with my experimentations, I hardly eat them. Most times I soak Garri in chilled water and eat with groundnut)

Overtime, cooking also became boring so I turned my attention to hubby. The guy would try as hard as he could to entertain me in the evenings (we would see movies indoors on weekdays, listen to ABBA and gist and re-gist) but again, the beams of boredom find me and I am back to square one.

So last night, after an heart to heart with hubby, he advised I started blogging. I truly didn't understand why he would see that as a solution. He explained that the activities I needed weren't physical but psychological. I had to send messages to my mind that I am busy (since blogging required lots of thinking and research). 

Instantly, I left the bed to get the machine (that's what we call the laptop). When I finally settled to sleep I had more than enough ideas to blog both old and new.

Already, I see this as a challenge and that alone gives me pleasure and assurance that Mr. Boredom (O.O.N) has just lost his position as my No 1 tormentor.  

Here's a toast to the refill of the adrenaline bank in moi, the beginning of an interesting adventure and the success of  African teams in the World Cup!