My Diary Game: Sweeping, washing, and The Great Cage Reconstruction! 🧹🔨

Hello Steemians!

They say "idleness is the devil’s workshop," but after yesterday, I think the "workshop" actually belongs to me! My Tuesday was a marathon of chores, family send-offs, and a construction project that nearly turned me into a professional carpenter. Buckle up, because it was a busy one!

MORNING

	Me sweeping the compound early in the morning

🌅 Starting with a Clean Slate (Literally)
I kicked off the morning with the traditional "compound workout", also known as sweeping. There’s something therapeutic about clearing the dust before the sun gets too hot. Plus, it’s the only time I can pretend I’m a high-performance athlete while holding a broom! 🧹

🚌 The Village Departure

My father and my grandmother with one other family friend, ready to travel

Shortly after, the compound became a bit of a bus station. My parents, grandmother, and a family friend were all geared up for a journey to the village for a burial ceremony. I managed to snap a quick photo of the them before they headed out. Between the luggage, the "Keke" (tricycle), and the traveler’s spirit, the energy was high!
Safe travels to them!

💧 Water Runs and Flower Power

Fetching water outside the tap, with my gallon

	Watering the the flower, because the season is not too favour available to them.

With the indoor tap currently on strike (it’s spoiled and waiting for a plumber), I had to fetch water from the outdoor tank. Since I was already out there with the hose and buckets, I decided to give our flowers some love. They looked as thirsty as I felt, so we had a little "hydration party" together, I watered them. 🌺🚿

🧼 The Laundry Struggle

My clothes are ready to be washed, with the help Good mama detergent

	The clothes may look small, but when you start washing, then you will know that is bigger than you think 😅🤣🤣🤣😂

Next on the list: Laundry.
There is no magic button here, just pure muscle power and my trusty "Good Mama" detergent. I sat down with my basin and tackled the pile. It’s funny how a pile of clothes looks so small until you actually start scrubbing!

AFTERNOON

🔨 The Main Event: The Cage Reconstruction Chronicles

	The first station if the cage

Pulling the zinc so that I can reconstruct it

If you’re wondering why I didn’t reply to any messages yesterday, or post anything blame the Cage.

My old flow cage reached a point where it wasn't just "spoiled", it was practically a hazard. It wasn't manageable anymore, so I made the executive decision to pull the whole thing down. I thought, "Hey, I'll be done in an hour." Famous last words. 🤦‍♂️

I spent the rest of my afternoon sawing wood, hammering nails, and trying to figure out if I was building a cage or a mansion. It was a "step-by-step" process that felt like "mile-by-mile." By the time the sun started setting, I was covered in sawdust and exhausted.

	sawing the woods for the cage

The skeleton

Spoiler alert: I didn't finish it! The cage won round one, but I’ll be back for the final victory in my next post. I'll be sharing a full "Step-by-Step" in this same community as a creative post soon, so stay tuned for that!

EVENING

🌙 Dinner and Dreams

rice and porridge bean

After a quick bath to wash off the day's grime, I leveled up by eating a massive dinner. I think I fell asleep before my head even hit the pillow, because of the too much stress in the day.

Thanks for reading about my busy Tuesday! I really appreciate ❤️❣️. How was your day?