Iam Back

As sure as daylight I am back.

What i have been upto

I have been away from blogsphere for a while, but this is what i have been upto

Yes you got it right,  cheering on harambee stars in the kenya, namibia match.  Well I realy dont care much about football but i thought what the heck, with the right crowd to relieve my day to day stress, which is brought about by a venture i have gotten into (of course being a typical kenyan and having to have a kabiashara on the side which has had me peering into my laptop late into the night),  

any place is as good to hang out on a saturday afternoon.

But Iam back, good to see you  mona

Remember this?

Let the memories flow…

Iam in paradise

I finally got my annual leave approved, 2 weeks of pure bliss as i like to refer them. My friend told me about a trip a tour companyin Malindi had coming up, i signed up at the last minute and for the last 3 days i have had the time of my life here. Got loads of beautiful photos that i need to share,  if i manage to  trace my camera cable. Kenya is quite a beautiful country.

I am still unwinding in the coastal region, I wish days could stand still…i know… i know…wishful thinking, in another few days i will be toiling away in my 6 by 6 cubicle

One of those days…….

Someone get me a rope and don’t forget to throw in a hangman’s noose knot while at it (i never got around to learn how to make a knot). I need to go hang myself today.

Its just one of those days that nothing seems to be going on right. My younger sister who is 4 years my junior dropped the bomb shell on me a weekend back, she is getting married and soon i will be an aunt. Even before i bend over to pick my jaw from the ground, the guy i have been ’sort-of -dating’ says he cannot trust me anymore, apparently i did not mention that i had Ex..Ex boyfriend whom we are still friends.If you dont ask about my ex’s then why should i blurt out all my personal life to you?  that has always been my motto. Seems i will never understand men folk.

My secretary’s boss has become my ‘boss’ , keeping tabs on me when am in or not in, when iam going on leave, what iam working on, and telling on me to my boss when i am even 5 minutes late to work.

Rope anyone?

I think….

I think that the upcoming mid 20 something year old Kenyan career woman maybe be headed for extinction unless she makes sacrifices for her career. With the new labor laws that were passed in Dec 2007, a mother who is permanently employed in the private or public sector will get 3 months fully paid maternity leave, and still retains her 21 days annual leave. Previously a mother would get 2 months maternity leave and would have to forfeit her annual leave.

I overheard a conversation my CEO had with our HR discussing the new labor laws when they came into place, some part of the conversation that took me by surprise were the words “one has to be more careful now when employing”.

This month we had our annual appraisals and salary reviews done and reality sank in when one of my colleagues who is on maternity leave didn’t get a review on her salary.  And during my appraisal my direct boss asked me “how do you want to advance your career? Or you want to get married” Which sort of meant if I am planning to get married and having a family my career would be as good as dead.

 

 

 

Change of scenes

Iam posting this blog while perched on a stool in a pub somewhere in town. This should tell you am well advanced in technology, that am bored to a point of no return and am with no company , for me to actually blog and post from a bar stool! But that is besides the point.
Today I had to have a beer real bad, its been so long since I had some alcohol in my system so when my friend suggested a beer after my evening class, I would have kissed his feet right there and then if he had been standing next to me, what with all the work and school stress, I needed to let off some of the stress.  When I was about to leave class I texted him and alas shock on me, the dude had changed his plans but no courtesy to tell me so untill I prompted him. This was not the first or second time it was the
third time he had done this, we have plans he changes his mind or makes other plans and am not informed untill I ask.

Is this how men work or is it about time I got in with the program? Am I right to write-off
these kind of guys ?

and that’s how I have ended up on this stool at the bar blogging my thumb finger away on my pda.

I think……

I will be posting random thoughts on whatever I am thinking about, which I will call I think… So my first I think thought is,

 I think men are a bit selfish, it just crossed my mind that most of the men that I have dated (with an exception of the few boyfriends) or even my good male friend’s whom I hang out with, I hardly get an invitation to their digs, there is always an excuse… I live at home, my sister is home……your place is more convenient…… I don’t want to get you tired by having you come all this way….. My roommate is not good company….but the guys are more than willing to come over to my place!!!!!

I aint too tough after all!

 

I woke up last Sunday morning at 10 am my usual time on a weekend …….don’t I just love sleeping in on a weekend….. still hazy,  I dragged my heavy feet to the kitchen to get myself a cup of tea, now, the way my house is, the  way to the kitchen is through the sitting room. When I got to the sitting room I momentarily paused as the happenings outside, children playing and the cars hooting seemed to be floating into the house with ease, that’s when I realized that one of the glass panes on the main door was missing, having noted that it was kind of loose the previous week, my mind went like “damn the rains and the winds, they must have blown it off”.  When I was about to take another step to the kitchen contend with my conclusion, I noted the windows were wide open and wind was blowing into the house. “Damn, my sister, how can she leave the windows open overnight!!!” I thought to myself, just note, its not that am daft, its just that I am known not to rush into any conclusions whichever situation I am in and if it was someone else they would have put two and two together by now.

I took one more look around the house and noted that there were several things missing and that’s when it dawned on me and a shrill voice in my head told me “YOU HAVE BEEN ROBBED”

 

Fortunately for us, the burglar didn’t get his way, which was to remove the glass pane from the door, put his hand and open the door from inside as the keys were still in the lock. We had put a big padlock on the latch and that’s what saved us. He only managed to pull small electronic items through the window.

 

I always thought I was a tough nut, fearless and tough as a rock but ever since that day, the thought of me waking up in the middle of the night to find a hideous face hovering over me (pardon me, I think all thieves must have some hideous looking face) is enough to make me almost sleep under my bed every night, and I have also resulted to sleeping with all the lights in the house on. And the thought that someone is out there trailing me and watching my every move…eeeewwww…. Its such an eerie feeling.

Getting on

Easter hol’s are here and to me, the holidays are heaven sent ,  Last week i virtually pitched camp in the office after i had a bright idea on how to make big impression on my boss by upgrading the servers. This didn’t quite go as planned and for the whole week i was leaving the office at 2:am, by end of the week my eyes were as red as strawberries and i was walking with a stagger i had people look at me suspiciously in the streets with unmouthed suggestions on joining an Anonymous club that takes care of my kind.

The peace deal for the country has  been rolling for about 3 weeks now and that makes me appreciate being in Kenya and being a Kenyan. I got a FW last week on some of those special things that makes growing up in Kenya in the 80’s something unique, like the Sadak shoes in all imaginable bright colors, only one TV station that used to open at 4pm, maziwa ya Nyayo milk, Good memories huh?