Returning home after being away for about 12 months, I didn’t expect not to have maintenance issues. I expected it! I came home prepared but not prepared for the idiosyncrasies of some of the workmen. The building had electrical, plumbing and other issues.
Two plumbers made me so upset that I asked myself who ‘dem be, who form them’ and then I asked God to help me solve the major plumbing problem in the main building.
As soon as Daniella arrived home, she went to her bathroom to wash her hands as she’s used to. I raised her to always wash her hands first upon coming in from outside and she never fails to do so.
She turned the tap and no water poured out and she exclaimed, “Mom, theres no water in Nigeria?”
I laughed out loud amd then reassured her that I would fix this water and plumbing issue and the story started.
One plumber who happens to be my tenant played with us and without my consent removed and took away our pumping machine. He said it was for servicing. I got really mad and ordered him to return the machine. We have had that machine since before Coco was born and we bought it in Reading, UK and shipped it in. It rarely develops issues in the past more than 2 decades. Mmili never took it out for repairs, the repairman always would visit to fix it in the compound.
When I overcame that one, the next plumber came in and for more than a week dribbled my son and I.
So when I asked God to help me, it was laid in my heart to call IK Nzekwue and ask him if he had a plumber. I did! I must have sounded desperate. He sent me a phone number to call and I called this man and even the conversation gave me peace of mind.
He came in yesterday morning as he said he would. Discovered the problem, went to the market and made purchases and guess what? This huge building had water running from every tap yesterday. I knelt down inn my kitchen and placed my forehead on the floor in thanksgiving to my dear God.
I have engaged a painter who never gave me cause to worry. A young man is handling electricals and the light bulbs are not messing up like they used to. When water dropped in Daniella’s room, the roofing guy came in next day and fixed it.
One time I told a friend that if Mmili was here, mana he’s not here nu. Leave the man to rest and face what’s facing you. One time also I called Mmili out for building this big building that’s costing me so much in maintenance and someone reminded me that people are praying for big houses. Chineke dalu for this house nu.
Then the furniture guy brought in by my son, Ifedy, was excellent. My sitting rooms needs urgent refurbishing.
Life of a widow, especially when you were used to having a great man who handled major repairs while you played supporting roles.
Well, I am not going to sit and sulk. Painting, plumbing, interior decoration, electricals, kitchen refurbishing and horticulture all confronted me and I looked them in the eye and confronted them back too.
Did I have a moment I was tired? Oh yes! I faced the challenge even with the tiredness. I did it and I guess Mmili is somewhere cheering me on!
This weekend, guess what I will do? I will give myself a treat and a pat on the back. I will give myself an accolade like we say in Nigeria!