So Skippy didn’t wake me up today. I bet you are wondering who Skippy is. It’s neither the Australian Kangaroo nor some peanut butter brand. Skippy is actually my neighbor upstairs. She decided to shed off some weight through weight loss routines which include but may not be limited to skipping in the wee hours of the morning. The first time it happened I was so pissed I was literally gritting my teeth so as not to bite my tongue. I don’t know how many of you love morning sleep but I happen to be one of those people whose eyes refuse to open in the morning no matter how many sleeping hours I’ve had. There’s something about that sleep that is too deep and delightful to fathom. So you can imagine how I felt when I heard her galloping directly above me. The first thing to cross my mind was to cast a wish upon a star that the earth would open up and swallow her. I guess it sounds familiar to have such wishful thinking but then I realized that I’d be the first person to be swallowed if a genie fulfilled my crazy wish. Secondly I realized that the stars were slowly fading in the light of the dawn. So as it is, all I can do is cross my fingers and hope that she’ll soon be tired of seeing no visible change in her Murang’a ridges and I will go back to enjoying my morning slumber. Otherwise if she continues enduring, I might also have to swallow the bitter pill and buy a skipping rope, don’t they say that when life offers you orange you should make lemonade. After all it might be in my interests to lose a few Murang’a ridges. Meanwhile stay positive and lift weights.