Dear Diary,

I will be 33 next month and I am quite concerned that my life is not quite what I woulda wished it to be at this grand old age. Truth is I don't even know how I woulda wished it to be; I just know that it is what my primary school teacher will rate as 'Not Satisfactory'.

It is not mere coincidence that I have taken the plunge and resigned from work without a job; i have done it before but this time round I'm in no hurry to dive into another job where I will have to care about the needs of a boss and others.

I have decided to:

• really wait for the right job that ticks MY boxes.
• I have decided to start my own business which has been work in progress for a while but I need to get off the ground
• I have decided to take a break from life (no, wait, I am not suicidal, not full-blown,I am too puny for that) for the rest of this year
• I have decided to be selfish for a month and just laze out and vegetate at home, watch trashy housewife daytime tv, eat ice-cream and pretend to be a rich housewife who lunches and visits her dressmaker every week

Life is going on, 40 is rushing towards me at full throttle. In my head I am still 25! My body with its battle scars says otherwise but in my mind I will always be that 25 year old who had finished her 1st degree and was  trying out life, living on her own alone in a town thousands of miles from her mama. I was trying to figure out relationships. I was cheating and being cheated on. I was getting tired of eating fried egg and oven baked chips and trying to properly cook something apart from jollof for myself. I think I shouldn't have because I was able to lose sooo much weight on fried eggs and oven-baked chips.

I was pretending to work and save money for grad school even though I spent all my money on cheap clothing and accessories and being lured by the gadgets sold on the home shopping tv channels. I lived day by day without much planning. I just cared about making the rent and paying for my electric, water and grocery. I was enjoying going to the cinema alone in the afternoons.

My life for a while now has been just too damn grown-up and I need a break ... for a while ....... until the husband starts getting worried. Maybe I will be able to instill some discipline into my dog so he will respect and obey me like he does the Pack Leader (I've been watching too much Dog Whisperer :-))

This November and December are going to be my 'slowest' months yet and I am looking forward to that. In the mean time, charity donations are welcome to feed my clothing and ice cream addictions. Thank You!!