The Diary Game: Comzy's Container, Hair And Food Adventures(09-01-2026)

Hi Steemit family, it’s Comzy again, coming to you live from another ordinary thing that somehow turned into a story. Today’s episode happened in a shop that sells plastic containers. Yes. Plastic containers. I also didn’t think it would be this serious.
I entered the shop with one clear plan: buy one container and leave. That was the dream. But the moment I stepped inside, I was surrounded. Big ones, small ones, round ones, square ones, transparent ones that want you to see your future inside them. I just stood there like someone choosing a life partner.

The shop owner noticed my confusion and asked, “Aunty, what size?” I wanted to say, “Something between ‘I’ll need it later’ and ‘I don’t want waste money.’” Instead, I just pointed and said, “That one.”
Then another container caught my eye. And another. Before I knew it, my one-container plan had turned into a small family of containers. Because let’s be honest, containers multiply at home like they’re planning something.
As I paid, I told myself this is adulthood. Getting excited over plastic containers and feeling proud about it. On my way out, I was already imagining what each one would hold. Rice. Garri. Stew. Secrets. When I got to the shop this fine customer was already waiting for me so I started her knotless braids with pre-curled attachment. One of those styles that looks soft and innocent, but requires serious handwork behind the scenes.
It started with clean, natural hair and neat sections. This part is always quiet, like the calm before something fine happens. Then I brought out the pre-curled attachment. Honestly, this hair already comes with attitude. It’s curly, bouncy, and ready to shine even before you touch it.
The knotless process is gentle but demanding. You have to feed the hair slowly, carefully, like you’re convincing it to cooperate. No rushing. No shortcuts. Just smooth hands and steady focus. As the braids kept forming, the curls at the ends started dancing small small, like they knew they were the final stars of the show.
Halfway through, the style was already giving “soft life” vibes. By the time I finished, the braids were light, neat, and flowing. No tension, no stress, just beauty sitting comfortably on the head.
When the customer looked in the mirror, she smiled the kind of smile that answers every question. The pre-curled ends framed her face perfectly, and the whole look was just… clean and elegant.

This is why I love knotless with pre curls. It’s gentle, classy, and always worth the effort.
After that I decided to have my breakfast a plate of Spaghetti, plantain, and stew. Simple things, but together? They were doing serious teamwork.
It started in the kitchen, where the stew was already bubbling like it had gossip to share. The smell alone was enough to make me forget every problem I had that day. The spaghetti was on the stove behaving itself, not too soft, not too strong. I was proud of it, honestly. Then came the plantain. Golden, fried just right, sitting there looking innocent, like it wouldn’t steal the whole show.

When everything finally met on the plate, I paused small. Just to appreciate life. Because sometimes happiness is not money or big plans. Sometimes it’s food that understands you.
The first bite? Silence. The kind of silence where you don’t want anyone to talk to you. The stew hugged the spaghetti, the plantain added that sweet surprise, and my mood just lifted without asking permission.
I ate slowly, because good food deserves respect. By the time I was done, I leaned back and smiled like someone whose problems were postponed till tomorrow.
So yes, Steemit, today’s lesson is simple. Life may be somehow, but give it spaghetti, plantain, and stew, and it will calm down.

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