`Day 3: Prayer, Water, and Wrestling with My Hair | #thediarygame`
Hello Steemit Family, welcome to my Day 3 diary 💙
Today started the same way every day should start for me. The first and most important thing I did was pray. I told God thank you for breath, for life, and for one more day to try again. Without prayer, I feel like my day has no direction.
After Amen, I touched my face and noticed there was oil on my skin. My face was so shiny 😅 I had to wipe it off with a baby wipe before I started my morning. Small things, but they remind me I’m awake and alive.
Then came the laundry wahala.
For over a week now, Abuja has been giving me water issues. I had a mountain of dirty clothes piling up in my bathroom. Honestly, I was stressed. But this morning, water finally started rushing out of the tap early. I didn’t waste time. I jumped up immediately and washed everything. It took hours, but the relief I felt seeing clean, wet clothes on the line was huge. Sometimes we take running water for granted until it’s gone.
Now, my biggest battle today… my hair 😔
The old braids were rough, and my edges have been breaking off nonstop. I don’t know why. I’ve tried so many products — oils, creams, leave-ins — but nothing seems to work. My front hair keeps thinning and it’s giving me sleepless nights. I was so frustrated that I just decided to rest. I told myself, “I can’t kill myself
But I couldn’t walk around like that, so I braided it myself. Is it perfect? No 😂 It’s not that clean or salon-fresh, but it’s manageable. I did my best with the two hands I have.
Lunch time, 12:25pm
Guess what I ate? Noodles lol. I was too lazy and tired to cook something solid after all that washing and braiding. Just hot water, seasoning, and noodles. Sometimes simple is all we can manage, and that’s okay.
Evening vibes
After eating, boredom hit me hard. So I decided to take a stroll. I love nature. Watching trees, the sky, and people moving around always calms my mind when home feels too quiet. I stayed out late, breathing fresh air before coming back home to rest.
Lesson for today:
Life is just a mix of prayer, struggle, small wins, and learning to accept what you can’t fix yet. The water came back. My hair is not perfect, but it’s covered. And I’m still here.
Thank you for reading my Day 3. Tomorrow is another day.
Good night fams 🙏