NOTES ON LIFE: The Unending Pages

Friends, I am OBSESSED with making money. I dream of it. I visualize it. I feel it in my spirit. I’m not ashamed to say it. I want to be wealthy. Not just “I can afford shawarma” wealthy.

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Friends,

As I sit here typing, I can’t help but laugh at how life constantly hands us new plot twists like we’re all starring in an unscripted Netflix series. Each day could easily make a movie. A long, dramatic one, filled with suspense, flashbacks, financial heartbreak, and the occasional comedy. Honestly, I don’t know why “writer’s block” even exists. I could write a whole series on how my day went, how much money I didn’t make, and how many dreams I’m still trying to fund. Don’t mind me, please, I’m just reflecting (and low-key ranting).

How are you, my friends?

The last time I checked in here, I asked you all to wish me luck for my Ikoyi pop-up sale. Well… let me give you the exclusive tea. First of all, no, I didn’t sell out. In fact, I didn’t even break even. Let me not even package the story—I didn’t make back the money I spent on booking the stand.

It was so wild that at some point, vendors were literally dragging customers like it was Black Friday in Oshodi. People were standing around, and we vendors were looking at each other like, “You buy from me, I buy from you, abi?” We turned into each other’s customers just to feel something. I mean, if you didn’t lose money, did you even attend a Nigerian pop-up?

But guess what? Clarity came. A big one. You know when life hits you so hard, you pause mid-smile and say, “Wow. So this is how it is.” That kind of clarity. And I’m grateful for it.

One major takeaway? I am so thankful for my 9–5. If you’re running a business and you have a salary coming in every month, you better kiss your boss on the forehead (metaphorically o). Because the entrepreneurial streets? They are cold. And they do not pity you.

If I had hired staff for that pop-up, the kind of headache I would’ve had that night ehn… I would’ve needed a deliverance session. Because whether you sell or not, those salaries must drop. And that’s how businesses enter ICU. You’ll just see someone posting “We’ll be back soon” on Instagram with soft background music.

But here’s the thing, I’m not discouraged. I’m determined.

Friends, I am OBSESSED with making money. I dream of it. I visualize it. I feel it in my spirit. I’m not ashamed to say it. I want to be wealthy. Not just “I can afford shawarma” wealthy. I’m talking yacht-on-a-Tuesday, business-class-only, Forbes-cover, Vogue-feature, scent-queen-of-Africa kind of wealthy. I want to tell my children bedtime stories about how I turned N5,000 into a multi-million naira empire. And I want them to ask, “Mummy, can we trademark our surname too?”

I’m climbing the ladder of success, one bruised knee at a time. And I’m not in a rush to blow because when you rush to blow, the wind might carry you. I want long money. Legacy money. Money that will confuse people when they check my net worth.

I know this journey isn’t for the faint-hearted. But I’m here for the full experience. The bad sales, the empty stalls, the failed ads, the oversabi customers that still won’t buy, the online “Send price” people who vanish after you send it… all of it. It’s shaping me.

I’m actively building. Working, saving, planning, praying, pitching, posting, packaging, repackaging, learning, unlearning, and still trying to find a good supplier that won’t ghost me after collecting deposit (if you know, you know).

But one thing I know for sure? I will succeed. And not just in one business. Because the truth is successful entrepreneurs don’t do just one thing. They’re serial builders. Strategic diversifiers. When one stream dries up, they open another tap. That’s the energy I’m on.

So if you’re out there chasing success, don’t let one bad event, one flop sale, or one tough season make you throw in the towel. Dry your tears, sell the towel, and reinvest the money.

I’m rooting for me. And I’m rooting for you too.

Until the next episode of my very dramatic entrepreneurial journey…

With laughter, lessons, and large dreams.

see you soon, my friends.