BEING A NEAT FREAK ISN'T A BAD IDEA AFTER ALL

There was a day I was eating a beef roll, then suddenly it dropped from my hands and I barely even started eating it. Realizing no amount of dusting or even rinsing worse still was going to make it germ free, I trashed it, even though it was kind of the most hardest thing I ever did recently.

Germs are real, and they are everywhere. Though they are the most tiniest particle we could see with our bare eyes but also, they are the most harmful substance that could affect the total well being of a person. Take for instance the beef roll that fell from my hands dropped directly on a germ dominated spot and then I took it straight into my mouth, you can be sure the germs will penetrate into my intestine, invade my body, and then snuggle in for a long stay. After this stage it will start gobbling up nutrients and energy, and can produce toxins which are proteins that act like poisons. Those toxins can cause symptoms of common infections like food poison, fevers, sniffles, rashes, coughing, vomiting, and diarrhea. We then discover at the end of the day that we are spending more on what we could have simply avoided by taking precautionary measures like :

• Washing of hands Often.
• Handling & Preparing Food Safely.
• Cleaning & Disinfecting Commonly Used Surfaces.
• Coughing & Sneezing Into Your Sleeve.
• Not Sharing Personal Items.
• Getting Vaccinated.
• Avoid Touching Wild Animals.
• Staying at home when sick.

Looking at it from a more comprehensive point of view, these measures have been practiced in time past but we tend to take it for granted and neglect it lately forgetting that the earlier we went back to it and imbibe it into those that are around us, the better and healthier it is for us and the society at large.

How to Deal with Sexual Urge

I remember sometime ago when I was developing into a woman, there was this day I saw myself having a passionate, and pleasurable hot sex in the dream ...Yeah, you read that correctly, but the little difference back then was that just like you I was stunned. At first I found myself praying and scaboshing because I was totally confused and felt like it was a spiritual attack, the funny part was even while I was awake and still praying I still had that funny sensation. Guys I was super horny. So I went online to check if I was indeed okay or I needed a medical check up or worse still i needed to speak with a sex therapist which we hardly have here in Nigeria. Then I found out according to my research that there was absolutely nothing wrong with me, I mean no spiritual attack or abnormality, it was just my body and hormones that was passing a message across to me that I was growing, (Weird right?) .

Recently while reminiscing on the event that took its course that day, it doned on me that alot of people have gone through the same phase or is currently going through the same process and have totally mishandled the whole situation. If you'd agree with me that sex education is a scarce commodity in this part of the continent we live especially amongst parent to their kids and at times even teenagers to teenagers and these are the little factors we ignore that leads into maturation, early sex and unwanted pregnancy and the likes.

So, journey with me as we look into some healthy tips that helps control *Sexual Urge*. NB: This article is directed to people who sincerely don't want to have premarital sex and wants to keep their bodies till you know the right time, under the right weather condition, with the right person.. Yassssss😜. Let's dive in. 

Tip 1: Get yourself Distracted/Busy.

Create a schedule for your day to day activities and try to stick to it, hence leave no room for idleness except you are done with the days work as the saying goes an idle mind is the devils workshop. This will help you get more focused at what you're doing and achieve your set goal without no waste of time. Also, you can listen to edifying and inspirational music, books, movies or try out new things you've always wanted to do that's outside dwelling on how your body is reacting at the moment.

Tip 2: Avoid Staying alone by yourself.

I've come to realize that our mind is the greatest tool that influences our actions. Whatever happens in our reality has most likely been processed in our mind except in rare cases.It has been discovered that not every individual is capable of controlling their minds , in most cases its the vice versa. Weather or not you fall into this category, it's advisable to surround yourself with people who won't nurture those thoughts and voices in your head. Also, be careful to not be alone with the opposite sex who would help power your thought into reality as that might be your doom.

Tip 3: Face your Fears:

Have it in your head that your spirit is principal in you and that both your body and everything that dwells there in inclusive of your mind Is subject and a dependant to it. This will help you realize how to process your thoughts even in your subconscious state. Plus be intentional about it. If you're a true believer, just like I did, you can decide to speak in tongues each time you start to feel funny or research and dive into scriptural verses that reveals the true identity of your body and how to treasure it. *Rom 12 verse 1, 1Corinth 16 VS 19, Rom 12 VS 2, 1Corinth 3 VS 16-17*. 

Tip 4. Get Help.

You should probably check out similar articles like this online to help you control and power your thoughts as mostly everything is narrowed down to the thought and mindset. You can also get help by praying . GOD has the keys and code of conduct to our bodies and hormones and he is ever ready to help with everything that powers it. because he is the maker of it all. 

Tip 5: Guard your heart. 

It is true we can't control everything we come across in our day to day activities like the people we meet, the things we see on social media, movies, songs, books and the likes, but is very possible to walk away or hit the scroll or delete botton from those things and those people for a healthy thought and a peaceful mindset as the heart and mind is a very fragile and delicate place you can't afford to mess up.

I believe this has been helpful, don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe to get updates on more interesting topics to come your way. 

Peace out✌️ 

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WE ARE BACK...!

Hello fam, I'M BACK...!😃. Cleaning the dirt and cobwebs in here has been really time taking o,you won't believe it took more than a month to do all those, coupled with the fact that i had to consider serving my readers hot hot, and of course back to back...yeeeeiy!!!

Now the good news is you don't just get to keep up with only my barbing adventures, you also get to unravel a lot of myth about the profession.This implies knowing your right and entitlement in a barber shop, getting familiar with the pro's and cons of barbing, knowing your hair texture and ways to care for it, having the right type of tool for the hair, either as a client or a barber, knowing the right hairstyle that fits you, getting the right type of clients and lots more....

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 Guys, i'm sure you can't imagine or miss amazing facts and experiences that is about to unfold right here because guess what?, i can't wait too.

Feel free to share your excitement, thoughts and ideas in the comment section because i'll be back even before you miss me. Lots of love....muaaaaaah. 💋💋💋

Thin line

When you are asked to choose between your will and God's will, trust me on this, don't contemplate or think twice at all, please, just go with his own will because if you don't, you'd end up going in circles and if HE eventually gives you a second chance, you can be sure you've wasted alot of time in those circles.

I always had the mindset that becoming big and successful at what you do means learning from the biggest person or should I say place?Resumption time at this new barbing salon I joined was 9:30am,but as the early bird I wanted to be, I resumed 9:00am and of course not without the whine I presented to them as a custom of acceptance in the barbing industry. I started the needful, I even helped out in the process of dying a client's hair, but before then I didn't just know why my spirit kept prompting me to call the boss and inform him that I was present at the salon already (as a newcomer), so I followed my intuition.

Didn't I mention in my previous post that he said he was willing to take the stipends I had.?, so I thought as well until oga told me on the phone that we didn't agree on the amount I sent and  that it was meant to be the amount I sent turned around e.g (70 and not 17).I replied with shock and told him that my tthinking all along was that we agreed on the initial amount I forwarded to his account and that his wife could bear me witness as she was present whilst we had the conversation that day,,and so he said the amount was too little that I should add more. I told him with plea that he wasnt going to believe if I told him how I gathered the present money I forwarded to him and so he agreed. 

Fast forward till after helping out with dying a client's hair, he called back again to say he can't recieve the money that it was too little. I pleaded and told him that I was going to run around and try to add something to it but every of my plea fell on a deaf ear.(hnmmmm). Where do I start from?, where do I go from here?, what do I do with the whine that's equivalent to my tfare for 2weeks ? my hope started shattering, my heart broke, and yes I started tearing up.

I wiped off those tears, straightened up and went straight into the shop to pick my bag up and bade them farewell,only for the shop manager to instruct me to take my whine along with me and with a reply, I made him understand that I wasn't an alcoholic drinker and they could throw the whine away if it was of no use to them. 

On my way out, I sighted another barbing salon directly opposite to the one I just left, and I remembered this popular quote that says "winner's don't quit " so, I decided to shoot another shot and this time I was accepted with my stipends and wasn't given any required duration of training (how God works).

On noticing my quick move and decision to try another barbing salon, I guess the workers in the first salon called their boss to hint him on the new ddevelopment and so he started dialing my number to inform me to come back, he even sent one of his workers to bring me back to his salon, but guess what, it was too late. I already reached an agreement with the second barber and he took me in regardless my stipends. Though this new barbing salon might not be the biggest in town but trust me when I say i'm so contented because I'm sure this is God's will. 

Apprehension

It's been a year since I tried barbing someone's hair professionally ,my ex boss made me feel being a female barber is a crime that shouldn't be overlooked, he literally brought hell on earth on my case, he pushed me to the wall and at some point becoming a barber started to seem vague. 

Today, I'm starting with a new aspiration, a new zeal, a new passion and a new kind of energy. 

Let's just say I'm hopeful for this phase of life I'm about to reopen n. Also, I anticipate thie new salon I'm about to join, probably because my new boss seem nice and pleasant. The testimony there is that it's the biggest salon in town and he's going to be taking any amount I have to offer💃. I made him understand where I was coming from and the experience I've had ( both the good, the bad and the ugly) and he assured me things were going to be different in his salon( as a matter of fact his wife is as well a female barber). 

Dear readers, don't you think God has a hand in this? ☺, so henceforth, I'd be keeping you updated about this new shoes I'm about to put on, hopefully it fits perfectly and in the right place.(fingers crossed 🤞) 

The unexpected

Life has a way of messing around with you when you think everything is finally falling into place, this time it wasn't with my job nor my barbing sessions, but with the apartment i stayed.

It was the raining season, i saw myself swimming in my dream, only to wake up to being soaked with water while still on the bed. 

Hold on there, don't get it mixed up, it wasn't urine but flood!, yes flood, like my house was basically flooded with water!😕. I only see this on T.V but witnessing or experiencing it was way far from what i expected. The landlord scammed us was the only thing i could think of, like how could he build an apartment in a swampy area and still have the mind in bring in tenants to pay hugely during the dry season, To show how caring and concerned he was all he did was to stay in his apartment,  pretending like nothing happened.

 From raising all items on the floor to the kuchen slab to packing the little clothes we could lay hands on because as confused as we were, we knew we needed to vacate the place for a while and also the water was already getting above my kneel-cap. My sister made few calls and we got a friend of hers who was ready to take us in just as displaced as we were not minding how far the distance is from our place of work to her apartment(Festac to 7up, toll gate... Two different extreme ends in Lagos ) 

                                         

At first, i tried juggling going to work every weekday and to the barber shop during the weekends, but then, my boss at the barber shop started complaining of how fatigue i easily became while in the shop to the point that i suddenly broke down with illness due to stress and restlessness. Going back to resume at the barber shop, my boss didn't seem to believe i was ill all along, he concluded i was just trying to avoid work and he gave me a hard time, but not to forget he still wasn't instilling the knowledge of barbing into me. I knew something wasn't n't right but decided to keep my cool. There came a day he unconsciously spilled  it out to one of his clients that has been on my case and wanted me to go out with him that he knew my absence from the shop for those period of time wasn't because i was sick but because i went visiting my boyfriend (pheeeeeew).My boss wasn't an upright person when it came to moral standards and values, sometimes he advised me to go out with big men (his clients) who were obviously married and had kids that were old enough to be my aunt's and uncles. and the single ones that appeared boxed up he tried to initiate closeness between us. Though i had no parent and appeared an hustler, but one thing i was taught was never to sell my body for money and to make my money the legitimate way, but this my boss didn't understand because he was too money conscious and as the only female barber he had, he saw me as a means to an end if you understand my point of view.

He took out his frustrations on me subsequently and blamed me for being a bad market (a whole me), but as fate would have it i couldn't get enough.

 

Beauty in the Broken

All my life, i've always envisage serving my fatherland not because i really wanted to though , but because of the monthly allowance and of course the glitz and glamor that is attached to it,but if i had known it would have disrupted the whole process of my barbing tutorials i wouldn't have anticipated all along. 

I was posted to Edo state for my youth service and i didn't only have to pause my barbing sessions but also  i had to prematurely quit my well paying job!😭. At first, i was displaced, i felt like a fish that was suddenly removed from the sea and was expected to live, i couldn't fathom why things had to happen the way it did,but then I gathered some strength when I remembered the 3 weeks orientation camp, I had learnt it was always fun filled and an unforgettable experience. 

To compensate the whole situation, my siblings made sure I had everything I needed to keep me comfortable throughout my stay ,and even during my stay,my brother made sure I didn't have to taste the kitchen food, he was always showering me with money to get food from maami market. (You are allowed to think I'm blessed with lovely siblings because that's exactly how I feel every day of my life) 

                               

My constant visit to maami drew my attention to lots of things, one of which was a barber's shop,. How on earth could they possibly have a barber shop for the period of our 3weeks stay?, woooow! this opportunity must not slip off I thought to myself as I went straight into the shop and liaise with the barber in charge. I avoided almost every camp activity and was always found in the barber shop but due to the mufti I always appeared in, the soldiers assumes that I was only an apprentice brought from town to assist her boss. Most of my friends found it ridiculous and always laughed about it but isn't there a saying that there's never enough time to do all the nothing you want?

Redeploying isn't such an easy task,if you know what i'm talking about, from waiting for the redeployment letter to reflect on your portal, to sourcing for a primary place of assignment all by yourself if you don't want to be dumped in a government school as a teacher,  and of course you  had two weeks to do that.

After much hunt, i finally found four different places inviting me for an interview. The first didn't seem too good as it was an auto mobile place where car parts was sold and it was owned by an Indian who wanted to pay "5k" (that rings a bell right?). The second place was actually the career i envied but I was virtually going to be spending my salary on transportation alone and some days I might go borrowing if they didn't pay on time. The third place was a government owned organization and they weren't willing to pay because they believed the allowance paid by the federal government should be enough for me but they were ready to grant me the job even without an interview(sighs). The fourth place which was the final were willing to pay but didn't state their pay, they even made me believe it was going to be stipends but I took it nonetheless because it was closer to my house and it was the last and most reasonable option I had.

Fortunately for me, by the end of the month I was paid hugely. I got back on track with life as I went back to my barbing sessions but as usual the unusual happened.