My Christmas is turning out beautiful already.
I have always had the desire to take courses in digital marketing and the likes to further polish my skills and prepare myself for the journey abi calling that seems to be ahead of me. I was taking a nap yesterday and decided to lazy around when I received a message from a brother in the Lord who decided to share a gift coupon on Udemy for a free course in digital marketing with me as I have always wanted. I didn’t even think twice before grabbing the opportunity with both hands. It was like an answered prayer left on my doorstep.
Last year during Christmas, I was so intentionally broke because I didn’t want to mess up my financial life in January as I did in the previous years. In 2017, I spent all I had during Christmas and the new year celebration that I forgot that January usually has 290 days compared to the length of other months. I suffered that January eheeeeeen…till a begging point.
In November when it dawned on me that another December was around the corner, I decided to keep a piggy bank so I can effortlessly cruise into the new year without touching from my savings…my office doesn’t give any sort of bonus or 13th month salary that most organizations and employees enjoy so I had to plan ahead for myself by myself. If you like work like a jackal all through the year and make any sort of impact….OYO is your case.
I started by dropping off any loose change I had floating around my hand in all denominations. The saving was effortless but I ensured I dropped money anytime I remembered Christmas was around the corner.
I opened the piggybank yesterday and 18,570 is what I was able to put inside the box. I was happy and proud of myself forthe littleachievement. I was just imagining if I had started this stuff in January, I would have had enough to buy a private jet for my father. That is why 2020 looks great already.
Christmas as a child was church activities filled to a choking point. I attended RCCG as a Pastor’s child and that was/is usually the time for “Let’s Go A Fishing” The evangelism is most times held in rural communities usually in the midst of dust, cold harmattan weather, venue of newly cut trees and grass or sometimes under the scorching sun with an almost nonexistent canopy for covering. The rope of the megaphone abi speaker was what annoyed me the most as it usually dangled straight in my hungry face.
We were usually forced to stay at the venue of the outreach all day usually at the mercy of biscuit, chewing gum or provisions made by the church for such events. I hated those periods and the stress of the whole “Let’s Go A Fishing” concept that I didn’t see the need or why I was forced to attend at that time of the year. I was further frustrated anytime I was asked to lead praise and worship with my cockroach voice or lead any aspect of the service…I ran away pretending to use the toilet on most occasions till the task is assigned to someone else.
Christmas as an adult is still not a big deal for me too. I do not buy new clothes or make any new hair as most people do, but I always ensure to sleep out my eyes till they are bulgy, get myself a nice meal and just reminisce on the good old days when Mum used to get us new clothes for Christmas.
This year, I am planning to host a picnic and flex my muscles with myself on my bed while binging away on Netflix. I won’t even stress my life in any kitchen or church related activity…I will paint my nails red and order all sorts of delicacies that will be delivered sizzling hot at my doorstep. A few naira will take care of the stress and give me peace of mind…
January is almost here…so why should I stress my life in Detty December that is engaged in a Marathon race or preparing for the next Olympics???