I Had A Horrible Night...

I had a horrible night yesterday. I got back quite fatigued from our local football club supporters meet (plus isiewu & Guinness) and refused to come down from my car. Got off a seemingly long phone call and rearranged into a more convenient sleeping position on the reclined passenger’s seat. Woke up by 1:27am in a cold with all my windows foggy and proceeded upstairs.

I was thirsty and had earlier drunk up the last bottle of water. Deciding it was healthy enough I opened and helped myself to some tap water and went straight to bed, giving in to the peace of my immediate environment, that it was already too late to turn on my very noisy generator.

It has been over seven nights since I saw NEPA light last in my house and the problem is not with our transformer. It apparently is some kind of communicable electrical fault from nearby transformers. After carrying out these pre-slumber activities in the penumbra, with some light from my phone, I lay on the duvet I had spread on the rugged floor and dozed off almost immediately.

I woke up and realised that I had been tossing and turning all night. The air was just too still for me to abide. I was in great discomfort. I tried unusual positions and all proved futile. The only consolation was that I didn’t wake up in a pool of sweat.

God was faithful enough and I made it to the morning alive. Seeing that daylight was already nigh, I dragged myself off the floor and stretched my back, then proceeded to perform my morning rituals unhurriedly, but this time with my personally provided power generating set on full blast.

I got to work 45 minutes late, 15minutes after the daily attendance register closed. I am not in the mood for work today (well, not like I ever am). I had a very angry weekend, thanks to my folks; they got me terribly upset Saturday night and I walked out on them and drove home. And opportunely ended the Saturday the night with some good energetic dozes of the Vitamin S from a 'social contact'.

I am getting very sleepy here but I will not fail to say mighty mighty thanks to all those that voted for me. Princesa and Afrobabe beat me to the Hot & Sexy and the Most Stalked Blog categories (well, not like I was any match for them), but my voters for the Fire in my pants category are the real winners here, however, I did not get a gold plaque thus no pendants or bracelets for anyone.

But you can all have caviar and champagne at the NBA winner’s after-award-bash this weekend; see you at the ‘villa’.