What if... Rayana was sooo bored that she actually started blogging?
08:30 – Alarm rings but I whack it with a broom and go back to sleep.
09:30 – I finally drag myself out of bed and suddenly have this urge to bake some raspberry muffins.
09:32 – I check my email before I go to the bathroom. Hrmmmph (or whatever a pregnant lady sounds). No new mail.
10:01 – Baby kicked.
10:20 – With the muffins finally in the oven. My husband, Will, tries to amuse me with juggling to ease me out of my lethargic state.
11:31 – Un-amused, I hit Will with my broom.
11:32 – I check my email and visit reddit.com
12:25 – After waiting an eternity for my muffins to cool down, I gorge myself and stuff as many in my mouth as I can.
12:25:30 – I choke on a raspberry.
12:27 – I suddenly realize I have another mouth to feed and grab 2 more muffins .
12:33- Will trots in the kitchen and asks "where the m muffins at?"
12:34 – I check my email. And check the bafl blog. Why doesn’t anybody write anymore???
15:35 – Tummy rumbles and suddenly have another big craving for pasta.
15:40 – I prepare the ingredients.
15:41 – I check my email and write a quick note. Checked bafl again just in case. Damn! No postings!
16:20 – Pasta-filled, I waddle down to the sofa and lie down.
16:21 – Baby rolls. I ignore it and take a nap. Baby kicks me again telling me to re-position.
17:30- Watch TV
17:40 – Decided to have my
18:00 – Watch more TV. Where the f$#%$#^# is House!
18:30 – Bored again. I grab a book and start reading.
18:42 – I prepare supper. This time baked some potatoes and other veggies. Heavenly!
19:38 – I “tell” Will to do the dishes. He makes a face but it’s nothing a broom can fix.
20:20 – I don’t think I had dessert. I waddle down this time to the fridge to get some ice cream. Whew! Tough job!
21:00 – Received an email. Apparently Engr. Usman Malika wants my assistance on a confidential but a mutually beneficial transaction. He’s from
21:32 – Finished a couple of chapters off my book.
22:32 – Feel sleepy.
22:33 – Washed up, changed and went to bed.
22:39 – I cursed and realized that I forgot my broom downstairs. I tried for a few minutes to get up.
22:42 – I gave up and went to sleep.
02:00 – Dreamt of flying muffins.
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