The Diary Game: 19th September, 2026. How I started my cleaning day with fruit salad and ended the day with spaghetti

Happy Weekend! Today is Saturday. And if you grew up in a Nigerian home, you already know what that means.. today is not for sleeping in till 2 PM. Saturday is for cleanup!

I started my weekend very softly though. I started my weekend with fruit salad. Not the heavy, oily kind of breakfast. Just a cool bowl of fruit salad made by me at home.. I slices the fruits I wanted sat on my chair, ate it slowly, and said to myself, “Yes, this weekend will be good.” It was light, refreshing, and it gave me the exact energy I needed to face what was coming next. Because I knew cleaning was waiting for me.
After that, I proceeded to daily cleaning because Saturdays are for cleanup. No negotiation. I started with the compound. I carried my broom and parked my slippers well. I swept the compound from one corner to the other. You know that satisfying feeling when you sweep and you can actually see the floor smiling back at you? That was it. Dust was leaving, leaves were gathering, and small stones were running away from my broom.

Then I moved to the staircase. I arranged the staircase by sweeping. Every step, I swept it well. I removed cobwebs from the corner, shook the doormat, arranged the shoes scattered on the stairs. If cleanliness is next to godliness, my staircase was very close to heaven this morning. Then came the inside work. I washed the toilet. I scrubbed it until it was sparkling white. I washed clothes too. I soaked them, washed them one by one, rinsed them, and spread them outside. The clothesline was full, dancing in the sun. At that point, I was sweating, but my house was shining. My heart was also happy because a clean house is a clean mind.

By evening, I was tired. I decided to prepare a fast food which is spaghetti then dilute it with fanta for easy relaxing of the whole chores stress. A hot plate of spaghetti, well seasoned, with pepper and small stew. I ate it in front of my phone, legs stretched, fan blowing, feeling like a queen who just conquered her kingdom. So that was my Saturday. From fruit salad, broom, toilet and Fanta. Goodnight!