My famo really takes me for granted. Whenever we go out of town and get back late to Nairobi, the moment we get in the car, everyone just dozes off like it’s their birthright. I’m left hustling alone in the middle of the night, fighting sleep like I’m in a warzone, while they’re out here in dreamland.

But the other day, I decided enough was enough. Once I was sure they were all fully asleep; like mouths open, drooling type of asleep, I slowed down, pulled off the road, found a really thick bush that completely covered the windscreen of the car, and stopped. Then I reclined my seat all the way back, like “don’t call me, I’m unavailable” back, and ‘dozed off’.

You should’ve seen the chaos when they all woke up. Pure panic! One thought we’d been hijacked, another was shouting about wild animals, and one genius screamed, “ARE WE IN THE FOREST?!” Others were screaming trying to wake me up crying. 

All the while, I just sat there pretending to wake up, all confused like, “Oh, sorry, are we lost?” 

Safe to say, now nobody dares sleep in my car anymore. Mission accomplished😅😂😂