Roofs started leaking above my head, where I sleep, waters dripping down - right on my head!
The downstairs loo smells like the drains are blocked, and no work until the 15th of Jan!
The cars gone in for its MOT, hoping the garage will be kind to me
And say ‘It’s passed - with no work to be done’
But it’s not the way my luck runs!
My DD left her job just before had Christmas started
She hated it there so she swiftly departed
Now can’t find a new one to go to each day
And is sleeping her days away!
(Not moaning about her really - she’s an amazing girl!)
I’m a self employed teacher, wishing I was more
But the imposter syndrome is keeping me floored,
Know that I can do better than teaching all day
But my ‘I’m not good enough’ feelings just won’t go away.
I’m stressed at the thought of self assessment day
31st January - please go away
I hate dealing with taxes and official stuff too
Makes me stressed just like nobody knew...
Healths actually crap - and I’m stuck in the rut
To the gym or not to shift this fat gut?
With the slim and lithe gym nuts who laugh (at the new members efforts) all the while
Did we laugh at you at Christmas when you was sneaking in the biscuit aisle?
Just had a letter from the hospital cancelling my date
That’s probably another 6 months that I’ll wait
They’ll leave you mid-treatment in pain and distressed
While your consultant goes skiing - he’s in need of a rest!
It’s Blue Monday next week - the worst day of the year,
Where we hide under the duvet - feeling no cheer
The start of another bad year then I guess
I’m depressed, distressed and a total sad mess.
But after all that I’ll give it a 10,
I’ll never get those days back again,
I’ve got to work hard and I know I’ll get by
But why I hear you cry, why?
Cos life is too short to let things make you sad
We’ve got to make the best of what we all have,
The good times, the bad ones they come for me and for you
But we put on our big girl pants and we battle right through.
Sadly tho, some people don’t get it
Life will only be as good as you let it
So fling back your sling backs - no more ‘have to fake it,’
Here’s to 2018 - let’s finally make it!
Erm... got carried away tea anyone?