You must understand I have a fulltime job juggling all my different roles, employee, employer, student, mother and wife so if someone wants me to make it to the gym everyday, am ready to do that if I they can give me 2 more hours in my day! Undeniably, the kilos have piled on … ok, I lie, I woke and my clothes were all 2 sizes smaller, my wardrobe is a magic chamber you see. All this takes its toll on a girl and her self esteem especially when you read and hear the statistics on the state of marriage and how important it is for wifey to keep hubby’s attention at all times.Who says that having a hubby with a pot belly and bald head is good for a girl's image anyway?
A wife needs to be creative on how to hold that attention, of course sneaking up on him and slapping him silly is not a strategy … at least not a long term one.
Well, I live in a part of Nairobi where traffic is so horrid if I stop to breath in between sips of coffee, I will get to the office 2 hours late and hubby will be even later as he has to drop me to the office first.
The pressure, the issues … kilos piling on, no time to go to the gym, grow my business, ensure hubby has eyes only for me ….and then traffic! But wait, when life hands you a lemon, make lemonade … unless you can swap these with your friend who already got the oranges …so I am going to find a way to make traffic work for me.
How? Well, stay with me.
I notice that matatus never seem to get stuck in traffic. There is always a scout tout who goes ahead, looks out for the cop and if there is none in sight, signals for the matatu driver to overlap and still not get caught and on and on and the matatu ends up in town in 20 minutes flat within which time we who obeyed traffic rules have moved a combined total of about 4 inches.
Well, Friday morning and hubby thinks that the sports shoes I have donned are part of my dress down Friday but no … I am a girl with a plan.
Immediately we hit a traffic snarl up, I get out and scout the cop for him, whistle (kupiga binja) and hubby overlaps … this goes on and on and yes, we are in town in 15 minutes flat.
As he gives me a kiss when dropping me off in the office, he whispers that "Sweetie you are special." I choose to take that as a compliment, so wipe that smirk off your face.
No other woman has shown him love like I have and the look in his eyes, priceless. I have a spring on my step . . . I got a workout, saved time and fuel and held hubby’s attention all in one … bring it on world!
Now if I could only come up with an excuse to explain to my clients why I am sweating like a pig and it is only 7.15am...
Blessings y’all!
