New Office Digs.

OK, it is official, we actually moved ‘offices’ as I like to call it. My mother moved a month ago but since I was on leave, I never got to see our new digs until my return to work.
I never thought I would say this; but I love the new location. It is spacious, airy with a lot of natural light, What I love most are the sounds of life. Our previous offices were deep in somewhere, I felt we were in the boondocks. You’d hardly see traffic, the sound of passing cars and it was pretty dark! This place is very in the open and I get to see a lot of people pass by.
This new location has one drawback that I don’t want to talk about but it is easier to overlook knowing I can stand at the balcony and look out into the traffic and people gaze (favourite pastime). I almost forgot, it has these flights of stairs that want to literally take the breathe out of my body. You know you’re unfit when you start huffing like someone who's run a marathon after taking a couple of stairs.

Me taking a rest after a couple of stairs.

I never realised I was so unfit. Anyway, this will probably help whip me into shape. The last time I took a lot of stairs was at university and never so many since then. When I get to these, I am so weighed down by my laptop bag and handbag. My laptop bag carries so many things aside from the laptop and its charger. On some days, I add in a DVD player, a snacks container, plus a jacket.
So, friends can officially come visit!!

Midnight Plum.

Basing on the little to nonexistent posts on nails, you’re all safe in assuming that I am not a love-my-nails-much-girl. Three of my gurls love their nails, it is their thing. They grow them gorgeously long with the best polish unlike me. Whenever I grow my nails, I realize how dirty they are underneath. I guess this is a complex because even when they are clean, they seem dirty to me and I take forever to ply them with colorful nail polish. So, I keep them short which, I think, suits me well and envy my friends’ for their talons and claws. LOL.

Midnight Plum in the day light

On a spur of the moment, I decided to get myself out of my despair, cheer myself and nails up by giving them the full manicure and pedicure works. I do my own nails, few people touch them because I am very ticklish even my toes which makes the people giving me a mani/pedi and myself very uncomfortable. The fewer touches, the better. I whipped out my bottle of Avon Midnight plum gifted to me by an aunt on a return trip from the UK. I’ve had it for awhile just never been motivated to try it out.

What plums would look like at night

The colour is a dark plum purple akin to aubergine purple without the translucency. It reflects really well in the light especially during day and at night it can pass for black at night but not quite. When you look at it you know it isn’t black. I love how it looks on my nails and the juxtaposition of the light complexion with the dark shade of nail polish is beautiful. My friends always ask me to try dark colors due to my skin tone yet I prefer light, popping ones when it comes to nails. This is a nice trial.


What do you think?

Phone Woes…

I’ve been trying hard to act like the kaput of my phone is something really small I’d get over in a day but it isn’t so. I realized recently how I’m barely managing without it. I used to do a lot with my phone, spending endless hours on it. It was practically an extension of who I am and the electronic best friend one could ever have and now…gone!
I sometimes look at it and wonder if I should give it a proper burial or silently will it back to life. Utter foolishness, right?
Why does shit happen at the most inopportune time in our lives? Why doesn’t it ever hit the fan when one is well prepared to clean it up?
You may not believe this but I feel so despondent and inconsolable. And you know what the most horrible feeling is? The knowledge that much as you have everyone’s back, the realization that no one has yours hurts like a mutha! This would have been the perfect time for anyone to step up and prove they have mine, unfortunately no one does.
It is high time I stopped trusting people with my finances. At the end of the day, it is up to you to fix your own mess.

Cupid’s Month!

I’m so glad January finally gave way to February. It was an unreasonably hot month which made me thankful for not being up and about because it’d definitely lead to a serious heat rash. I have weirdly sensitive skin. Any sort of marks whatsoever take forever to go. I’m still sporting band aid (plaster) marks from  6 months back!
Much as I am glad at seeing January go, I can’t help being a little sad. Soon, I’ll be returning to work. I am so used to waking up at my own timetable and lazing about – stuff I’m going to miss however rested I feel. Funny how things work out. Before I took leave, I’d made a mental decision to without knowing the wherewithal of how it was going to happen. All I knew was I needed a break from everything and everyone. And then, voila. I recently read a quote a long the lines of, ‘life has its own way of sorting things out,’ which I find very apt for this. I’m happy it all went well.
So, I managed to get the rest, unfortunately, I am yet to see the one person I really wanted to. So much happened to put that visit on the back burner and I think it is a little late now for she’s probably back to university or going soon. That, was not to happen and I’m Ok with it. Chatting with her for a bit here and there isn’t enough of course but it helps a bit. Nothing beats the feeling of having that one person( or two ) in your family who gets everything you’re about.
The one thing I’m looking forward to where work is concerned is getting dolled up. I miss it. All this time on my hands has turned me into a proper village belle. Cute Shanah wants to let loose. LOL!
Unexpectedly, my phone met with an untimely death. It decided to end its service-span after two worrisome blackouts, revivals and a suspiciously swollen battery. What does someone do when something as unexpected as this happens? I’m that person who can use the same phone for years without an upgrade unless it is forced on me. I loved my BlackBerry, so much so that when my brother suggested an exchange with his N900 before he left, I, without regrets turned down his offer. His N900 had EVERYTHING even Super Mario whom I loved playing so much.
Now, I have to return to using a phone with a poor screen and picture resolution until I scrape enough dollars to buy a Samsung especially one with instagram. I’ve been coveting one for ages but not at the expense of my blackberry. I’ve always been content with it. Sucks that this had to happen right around the beginning of fashion month.
Well…since we are in the month of LOVE, being loveless and all doesn’t mean you have to miss out on the chocolates. Treat yourself and have fun with it. 
Happy Cupid’s Month everyone.