As we all know weekend starts on Friday but in my case, I say my weekend starts on Saturday, I said this is because nothing happens on Friday night, it's just go home and sleep just like every other weekday after a tired Friday at work, it's not like I don't go want to go to a club or maybe hangout somewhere but I can't deprive myself the only day I'm suppose to get a complete sleep without having to think of waking up as early as 5 am.
I would say my Saturday is like bitterleaf because it starts from being bitter and turns out to be sweet along the line, and this is what I mean, My day starts with laundry which I hate so much but what choice do I have, I'm not rich enough to buy a washing machine or take my cloth to the laundromat so I have to do it with my hands and most time it breaks my precious long nails but my day begin to get better after that because I get to go greet my mom at her place and that's the best part of my weekend.
We stay some minutes apart but I only get to see her once a week, I don't eat on Saturday because I know she will have prepared me my favourite meal ( pounded yam with egusi and a lot of seafood) so I make sure I leave a lot of space in my stomach to eat a lot of her food, we engage in a lot of discussions like she asking how my all my days of the week was and what happened at work, she always wants me to gist her and she always have enough gist for me too which I enjoy listening to her.
At that point my day begin to get better, then when it passed 3 in the afternoon, we begin to watch football, My mom is a football fan and she supports the same club as I do ( Manchester United) at that time my brother and his wife join us but they all support different team, which makes it more fun. We make fun of ourselves and joke about how bad one team is, we go on and talk about transfer sometimes, we watch football and also watch Yoruba movies which I don't like and I bad mouth it and despite my mom knowing I don't like it she still insists I watch it and later we switch to Hollywood and also back to football, at that time it's getting dark already.
Another amazing part of it is, that I get a takeaway of my mom's soup and she also prepares me a takeaway dinner which I don't joke with and she always gives me transport fare, I know what you all are thinking, why will I collect money from her? She is my mom and I'm her child and that's the only valid reason.
I go back home and I just wish we had lived together and this is how have been spending most of my weekend and how I plan to continue spending my weekend, hope you all enjoy my write-up. It's all love from me to you.
