May 10, 2014
I am not allowed to Cook, in my house.
I am not allowed to go to the market, for my house.
I am not allowed to use radioactive gadgets like my phone for more than twenty minutes when I’m in my house.
I am not allowed to go through office papers in my house!!!
And all this is happening in My House!
Tobi just seats back and smile while I’m complaining about his mother and her bossiness.
The best he could say was, ‘She does not do this before. There must be a reason.’
‘Either she has heard from God or she is seeing things.’
She had better not be seeing things.
Mama’s visit has good and bad angles. She has been using endearments and doing things for me. Its weird.