Confessions of a Fat Girl 16: Luxury Items


November 3rd, 2009

I tossed and turned almost all night, thinking about the crises with my shop. I don’t like to fail, but I am failing there…and I don’t like it.

When I couldn’t take it any longer, I reached for a pen and paper, to try to strategize. I initially thought maybe things would be different if I spend more time in the shop, but I later on realized it would make little or no difference. The issue is that our customers are just not showing up any more. And from the look of things, it’s not peculiar to my shop alone. If Uzoamaka, who literally lives in her shop, is also suffering the same fate, then my being there 24/7 will not make a difference.

For the last few weeks, I found myself wondering if it was a wise move on my part to resign my great job with the bank. Yes, it had become too hectic for me, especially with my miscarriages before my daughter, but at times like this, I can’t help but wonder…If I had stayed in the bank, I might have made Senior Manager by now, at least with the last round of promotions my former bank just had. I thought wistfully about the generous salary and other perks that would have come with the position, but immediately shut it down. Not only is JJ taking care of all my needs, what I have now…having enough time for my family, as well as myself…is far more than anything I could possibly be earning. No, leaving the bank wasn’t a mistake. I just have to find a way to get my business back on track!

In other news, my period started late yesterday. This might not seem like a big deal, but trust me, it is! In the past, I’d read a lot about how a poor diet can make PMS worse, and how eating healthy, and exercising regularly, could actually ease and even eliminate it altogether. I always thought it was a joke! Eat healthy for PMS? Were they kidding me? I thought that was the time I needed massive amounts of chocolate to calm that savage beast. Well, color me surprised when I my period started yesterday…with no warning whatsoever! NO PMS! No bloating, no cravings, no mood swings, no cramps, no sore low back, no tears, no screeching, no sore boobies, no exhaustion. I’m beyond thrilled! I’m a believer. I feel like I discovered the New World! Eating healthy, and exercising regularly, does indeed ease, and even eliminate, PMS.

That said, I decided to give the gym a miss today sha. I’m not a tampon girl, and the thought of lifting up my legs with the bulge of my sanitary pad in public view, was enough to keep me at home…at least for today! After a meal of 2 sweet potatoes and a vegetable stir-fry, I sat on my couch, steaming cup of green tea in hand, and watched Africa Magic until it was time for the school run.

Later in the evening, my sisters and I had a group chat on Skype, and I told them about the issues I am facing with the shop. To my surprise, neither of them was shocked. Ogonna even said she thought it would have happened months before, and blamed herself for not giving me a heads up earlier. With the global financial meltdown, luxury items like mine were bound to be the first casualties. I tried to argue that my goods are not “luxury” items, but when my sisters immediately reeled off the cheaper, and probably more available, options my customers have, I had to agree that they are, indeed, luxury. So, we’ve agreed to chat again over the weekend, after we’ve had the week to brainstorm.

Gosh, I love my sisters!


November 4th, 2009

I just realized Christmas is about 7 weeks away!!!

Hian! Wahala dey oh!

Why did I embark on a lifestyle change so close to The Most Fattening Time of the Year? We go to the East for Christmas every year, and my in-laws know how to cook up a storm! My mother-in-law, at almost 70, still takes full charge of the kitchen, with the able assistance of her younger unmarried daughters, with even the ones that have been married off dropping by to lend a hand. Neither myself nor my sister-in-law (JJ’s older brother’s wife, Ezioma) are able to hold a candle beside these women, when it comes to cooking, so we usually just hang around the kitchen, running small errands for the real chefs. The food that makes its way out of that kitchen is legendary!

So what am I going to do to make sure that I don’t set off all my triggers, binge like a lunatic and undo all the positive changes I’ve made? Planning and resolve! That’s the only thing! I also need to try my best to be as active as possible; walk around more, engage in more household chores (I’m sure my Mother-in-law would love that…lol), and just generally make sure I’m as active as I can be.

But that’s still another few weeks away. Let me focus on immediate issues. My period is tapering off now, so I have no excuse not to go to the gym tomorrow.

I can’t afford to slack oh! By next week’s weigh in, I need to have dropped below 100kg!

So help me God!



Catch up on Ihunna’s story here:

  1. Confessions of a Fat Girl 1: Grubbido
  2. Confessions of a Fat Girl 2: Fragile
  3. Confessions of a Fat Girl 3: Defiant
  4. Confessions of a Fat Girl 4: Progress
  5. Confessions of a Fat Girl 5: The Gym
  6. Confessions of a Fat Girl 6: Killjoy
  7. Confessions of a Fat Girl 7: Pain
  8. Confessions of a Fat Girl 8: Frenemies
  9. Confessions of a Fat Girl 9: Exhilarated
  10. Confessions of a Fat Girl 10: Popcorn
  11. Confessions of a Fat Girl 11: Free-fall
  12. Confessions of a Fat Girl 12: Sunday Morning
  13. Confessions of a Fat Girl 13: Mission Reactivated
  14. Confessions of a Fat Girl 14: New Things
  15. Confessions of a Fat Girl 15: Bad Business




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