Prof. Experiences the pain of divorcing his wife for three days

Divorce can me traumatizing ask Prof for he is going through one. Have also just finished my third day of terror with the devil in my house.

Now every wise man knows it’s important to have a holiday. Even lovers need a holiday. But don’t tell your wife you need a holiday for there will be a small civil war like the one of Mato and you will end up with a turban.

Realizing the need for the annual 14 days continuous marriage leave I convinced my wife that we take our annual leave on the first two weeks of December. So that we can accompany each other to take the children to the grandparents (here after referred to as senior delegates). After her leave went through I told her my employer has refused and since we had agreed to take the children to the village we agreed she proceed to the village with the house help and children and will be joining her over the weekend.

So last Saturday we went home to my senior delegates intending they spend a week there. Our village is another one, since there is no power therefore for newspaper and charging of phone we send Mwangi. Mwangi guy who picks milk with boda boda to sell to Rumuruti town. Am sure you remember him.

The network is not very good but its ok when you are roaming outside but while you are inside the house it losts. If you have a strong phone it will show one stick of network. But since we want to preserve power, especially in the evenings, we normally shutdown the phones. Evening time is time for radio, The radio is the one that is so black with soot that if you enter the house for the first time you may think it’s the wall speaking.

Now I came back on Sunday effectively a bachelor with no phone calls from wife. That means I called Mato and Freddie to come, and we get stung. As we got stung by bees, we watched the Machester City Southampton match and we ended up taking all the food in the fridge that my wife had prepared for me.

Now thats how my problems began… on Monday morning I was having a hangover so instead of cooking tea I took cold milk that was meant to last me the entire week. The little that was remaining I used it to prepare Weetabix for supper.

On Tuesday, 2nd December, in the morning I realized I can survive without the breakfast but in the evening, I came back late as I was preparing end of November reports and realized I had some Weetabix but there was no milk. I went to the fridge and found some little Matoke in a bowl. Its after eating that I realized the food was very smooth it must have been mashed for my daughter Adorable SD and she must have refused to finish. But babies food never harmed anyone.

On Wednesday Morning I was feeling soo hungry I bought milk and two eggs from the local kiosk I cooked tea but after breaking eggs in the cups and after beating it up, so that I fry, I could not find the frying pan. I called my wife but all their phones were mteja. With the hunger I decided to use the sufuria lid to fry the eggs.

Wednesday evening I took late lunch at 4pm so that I don’t take supper but I woke up at 4 am because of hunger. I went to the kitchen but the fridge had a half cabbage and some onions and half soda- Fanta. God loves me because I could have died of hunger so I mixed some Weetabix with fanta. Only that  I mistakenly used the cup that I had used to prepare the raw eggs in the morning so my soda Weetabix mixture was also smelling and tasting of some raw eggs. But I was so hungry so I nevertheless ate.

Today, Thursday morning I met the the cockroaches- they had refused to return to their hideouts its like they were saying ‪#‎MyFoodMyChoice‬, ‪#‎mydressmychoice‬, ‪#‎ItHitsYouItsDecemberWhen‬ or ‪#‎MySecurityMyRight‬. Whatever they were saying really didn’t bother me.

When I will bring my wife back I will leave them at car park then say I want to go to town to have car repaired for we cannot enter that house at the same time …that is, if I love my life am sure a small civil war will occur.

So am thinking about 10.00am today, Thursday, I will write an SMS to my wife saying “Switie Thank God Boss ame approve leave yangu, am coming, Love you” or should I just call?

Prof Sees many Things.