Diary of an Honest Naturalista: Week 159

So now that I can’t fulfil my fantasies of going to the US anymore, I’m seriously considering travelling to one of the tourist places in Nigeria. I’ve never really been a traveller, and have always been limited to my own locality. I just always assumed all that would change once I become rich. I’m beginning to rethink this because one, the riches aren’t flying in as swiftly as I thought, and secondly, it’s a good habit to cultivate before one becomes ‘rich’, and can be tailored one to the money available.

My annual leave is actually starting next month, and I have been looking forward to it. I called Dimeji to discuss with him, and he said his parents are also thinking of travelling to one of the getaway resorts in Nigeria, and it would be a good idea if I tag along.

It sounded like a very great idea to me at first, but I started rethinking and dialling back for many reasons.

1. a one week holiday with his family might paint me as irresponsible, after all, we are not officially married, or even engaged for that matter.

2. See finish factor might set in, and they won’t see me as that ‘flower’ or ‘jewel’ their son’s about to gain.

3. His mum would have the opportunity and time to sit me down, and audit my Ankara hair accessory business, which frankly, I haven’t  been very serious with. When she finds out, she would scold me badly, then give me a one hour lecture on how to correct the errors of my ways

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4. There would be too much time to fantasise about Dimeji’s beautiful brother with so much hair, and I would be tempted to start comparing him to the love of my life whose balding potential, we recently discovered.

The more I think about it, the more I think it’s not a great idea to go on vacation with my boyfriend’s family, no matter how short. I have never gone for one in my life, and if I don’t go this year, I won’t die.