Delayed Gratification

So, there is this gadget I was eyeing which I was convinced would cater to my business and pleasure needs. ‘Gadget’ you say? Well, yeah, gadgets are my teddy bears, what can I do?

So yeah, this gadget was gonna set me back some tidy sum and I had been ‘preparing’ towards it for many months.

Just as I was a click away from making my wishes come true, it occurred to me that, ‘babe, you know you have other really important things competing for this little money in your pocket.’ Not that the gadget would not be an important acquisition but truth be told, I could get a cheaper brand of that gadget that would serve just as well at least for my business needs. So with a sigh and a silent whimper, I did the manly thing and passed up my desired gadget for the cheaper brand.

To be honest, having to pass up the gadget when I was this close to getting it pinch my body no be small but I consoled myself with the fact that delay does not always translate to denial.

Meaning that, if I do the works of he who employed me well enough, I would still be able to get my desired gadget probably sooner than I think…

Which also reminds me of the vacation I have been meaning to trip myself to but can’t at the moment because of higher callings…

So have you had to delay your own gratification? Well, fret not because in your case, delay may not be denial.

Have a beautiful week ahead.

–Adefolake

Just As You Are

Before visiting a spa, I looked forward to the experience and  rode with the flow until the moment when the massage therapist said, ‘you have to undress.’ Huh!? I said.

I remembered the worship song, ‘come just as you are,’ and realised I had two choices, either to refuse to comply, in which case I would end up not getting full value for resources spent; or let go of my inhibitions and continue to ride with the flow.

Which again reminded me that when it comes to things of the Spirit, we have two choices, to either let go of our inhibitions and give in to the Spirit’s promptings or hold back and sell ourselves short of   receiving the fullness of the things of the Spirit. The choice is ours.

As far as choices go, did I give in or give up as per the spa session? Well, well well…

All I’ll say is have a beautiful week ahead my friends😁

–Adefolake

Rebranding

I’m assuming we all know that change is one of the constant things in life…and this change is responsible for the rebranding going on right here.

I remember how it all started late in 2014 when I just felt the urge to capture random thoughts and Sanity in all the Craziness was birthed. Fast forward some months, change again saw the name evolve to Sanity in all the Craze and right about now, change yet again has birthed Crazy Sanity.

Whilst scouting for the appropriate name, I was made to understand, thanks to the philosopher in my dear sister, that Sanity in all the Craze signifies a lot of craziness splashed with some sanity. Crazy Sanity on its part signifies lots of sanity with a touch of craze.

Looking back at where I started and where I am now, I think I can say there has indeed been an evolution from plenty craziness mixed with a little sanity, to a whole bunch of sanity with just a touch of craziness.

So what can I say? Crazy Sanity it is till such a time as the next literary wave takes over.

 Many thanks sis for the perspective.

Let’s do this!

-Adefolake

Hidden Reasons

You know, I was about titling this, ‘God’s ways are not our ways’ or something else which makes the contents predictable but a creative or perhaps mischievous streak stopped me.

A few days shy of a fortnight ago, our staff informed me that one of our new matters had been assigned to a judge. Cool, I thought. ‘So who’s the judge?’ I asked. When he mentioned the name, I could not prevent a grimace as this judge had gained notoriety for being over worked, I firmly refuse to say lazy! There was never an inclination to hear contentious matters as though any save precious few of the matters in court can be ever be termed, ‘non-contentious.’

Anyway, just as last week was about wrapping up, this staff again came and said, ‘your prayers have been answered.’ That particular judge had been transferred out of jurisdiction and our matter inherited by a new judge.

This new judge not only promptly assigned the matter a date but quickly made it known when the matter eventually came up that tardiness would not be tolerated in any form.

I doubt whether any conclusion is necessary because by now I believe you have gotten the drift of my thoughts that indeed, His ways are not our ways.

-Adefolake

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Taking Stock

Dear Blog,

How can I let the year 2015 end without taking stock and ensuring my life is in the right balance to proceed into the new year 2016? I dare not!

2015 has been a year of striking contrasts for me. A year of hope and a year of despair; a year of  unrestrained fun and a year of back breaking hardwork; a year of losing a loved one and a year of birthing a loved one; a year of love lost and a year of love gained; a year of friendships ended and a year of friendships begun; a year of failure and a year of success; a year of lack and a year of plenty; a year of losing oneself and a year of discovering oneself…

Above all, 2015 has been a year of good health and sound mind. I can never take these for granted because it takes losing one of these to appreciate the importance.

So looking back at 2015, there have been deposits and withdrawals no doubt, but I’m happy to state that there is no deficit in my life account balance…

And so, I look forward with eager anticipation to tomorrow, the birth of 2016 and happily chant, ‘Let’s do this!’

SEVERAL STITCHES IN TIME

Before I proceed, I reckon that it’s been a bit of a while since I registered any kind of presence here. Of course, I can defend the fact that I’ve had almost impossible schedules and deadlines for some while now and have more than once found myself literally gasping for some fresh air  devoid of deadlines. But I won’t.

So a number of occurrences have made the timeless cliche of ‘a stitch in time saves nine’ stick out in my medulla oblongata. Is it the time when we had a deadline for submitting documents overseas and too much of dotting of ‘i’s and crossing of ‘t’s almost made us miss that deadline but for the resourcefulness of a colleague? Or when we needed to project a presentation without a projector in view? Resourcefulness made one available just at the nick of time. Or is it when unforeseen contingencies made me and my team arrive a venue for an event we were to host just at the dot of the start time? Or arriving court just before the case one is responsible for is called?

I could go on and on… but one thing I have gathered from these diverse experiences is the art of trudging on in spite of all odds because that extra effort could well be the difference between success and failure. After all, a stitch in time indeed saves nine.

Counting my Blessings

As I add another year today, I cannot help but look back upon the mercies of my Maker and count my many blessings.

For the gift of sound mind, I remain eternally indebted, because I know what it feels like not to have one. Again, I can’t take the simple joys of sleeping and waking up for granted because yet again, I know what it feels like to lose sleep. For provision and protection from the vicissitudes of life, I remain grateful.

In sum, for the grace to successfully withstand the stressors in life, I bow my knees in obeisance.

Happy birthday to me💃🏽

Resilience

A cliché has it that, “what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger,’ and that my friend, about sums up what resilience is all about. I like to think about resilience in terms of a ball which bounces back regardless of the number of times it is flung against the wall, or a spring which does not snap irrespective of how much it is stretched.

I’m pretty sure a good number of people may have experienced one situation or the other which led to the rhetorical question, ‘can I survive this?’ Well, the fact that you are still standing gidigba shows resilience on your part.

Why am I thinking resilience? To be honest, I’ve had a hectic couple of weeks and this piece is as much an encouragement for myself as I hope it is for any one in similar shoes.

So here’s cheers to keeping up that resilience!

Replaceable

Ever had that, ‘no one can do this like me feeling?’ Well, while there’s nothing wrong with hyping oneself, after all that adrenaline needs to flow big time to get some work done, one should never be deluded into that feeling that one is irreplaceable. If you doubt me, just think back to that supposedly indispensable guy who left that organisation, did the organisation crumble? Or perhaps taking it a notch closer, when loved ones are transported to the great beyond, irrespective of the grief that survivors feel, do they wish to be transported in a similar fashion? Your guess is as good as mine.

So bottom line, is that while we should strive in our daily endeavours to ensure that even if our presence seems not to be noticed, yet our absence is deeply felt, we should come off the high horse that we or any other person for that matter is irreplaceable. No wonder a singer cautioned, “don’t you ever for a second get to thinking….you’re irreplaceable!”

Cheers😎

Just breathe

Those moments, when it seems there’s so much flurry of activities that the head seems to spin. Again, those moments, when supposed efforts don’t seem to yield the desired results. Yet again, those moments when the law of diminishing returns seems to be playing games with us…

In those moments, I think we need some time off to just breathe, reflect and revamp our strength…

Because without fail, those who take time to wait eventually mount up with wings as eagles, soaring and running without fainting.

Happy Independence Day my Nigeria. Long live Nigeria😘