Diary of Mrs 30 Something

MONDAY
HA Diary, this death thing…….my husband asked me to send them extra money because it cost them $1 200 to bring the body down and they could not fly it here. They had to drive down with it…or should I say the burial company brought the body down. He then said there were clearing issues at the border and so forth. My poor husband. In the meantime we have issues here at the house with the wives of the deceased.
TUESDAY
I was cleaning my sister-in-law’s son’s room this morning and what did I find, his mid-term exam papers. The boy performed miserably. I cannot believe we did not ask him for the results. I guess it is because we were concentrating on getting a divorce and the like. Oh my God the thought of the divorce issue made my heart skip a beat – eish no I cannot think about all that now. I can’t even remember if we sorted the issue out or not. We started counselling, but then this death issue and everything else surrounding it came. Maybe it is a blessing who knows!
WEDNESDAY
I do not know what I was thinking today, but as soon as my husband came back and had a private time alone with me I showed him the boy’s results. Ah Diary that was stupid of me I know. I could have waited until after the burial or something.
But I was so mad with the boy for failing his mid-terms and not telling us. All I wanted to do was get my husband in the picture and then hopefully sort it out.
I panicked because it is already October and I know he will be writing the real exams early next month. There isn’t even enough time for us to get him a tutor to help him out. Anyway, my hubby was not amused with me and he reminded me that this was not the appropriate time for me to be discussing those matters.
He reminded me that the whole funeral issue was everyone’s priority right now and everything else will have to wait. He did not mix his words with me hey Diary. He was just short of telling me what I did was selfish.
Eish yah! I took the papers back from him. I apologised then slowly walked away from him, trying to hold back my tears. I know it was not a good time and as wives we need to be wise, but something in me just wanted to talk to my husband about something normal like our kids issues. I just want to feel like we are still a couple, like we are still together – him and me and the kids.
THURSDAY
Good morning Diary; surprise, surprise! My husband came this morning asking me about my sister-in-law’s son’s bad results. I was so surprised because after he told me off last night, I threw the paper in the bin.
So when he asked to see them this morning, I acted irritated with him and told him it was okay because if he did not care about the boy why should I! But he went on and on and pleaded with me and assured me that we are a family and he appreciated my concern and my love for a child who is not even ours etc. After that I decided to go and find the papers (in the bin imagine). In the meantime he had some strong words with the boy and told him he would deal with him after the funeral.
Eish, I felt bad for the boy, but he should not have hidden them from us. My husband then got onto the phone and tried to call my sister-in-law to get her deal with her son’s school issues, but there was no success.
FRIDAY
Drama, drama, drama in this house Diary! Imagine a house full of the wives of the deceased relative all demanding their way. And of course all of them came with their family members to support them, so you can imagine. We should not have brought the body here at all. In fact because of the decomposing issues, they should have taken the body to the mortuary?

SATURDAY
Ohhhhhh Diary, I do not know how to describe the funeral today except it was more exciting than “Studio 263” and had more drama than “Generations”. There were women claiming to be the deceased’s mistresses. There were wives taking off their underwear and making curses over the other wives.
There were men fighting over who was saying what to which woman. There were relatives shouting vulgarities to each other and so on, until the police were called. I could not believe it diary, I just could not. What a day!
SUNDAY
Noise, noise and noise, that is our house today. I can’t wait for this to be over. Enough with tradition and respect; I have seen enough and the trouble it has caused to last me a life time.