The deadline

Ten thousand words for Friday

OK that should be fine

Two thousand words a day

A good steady pace I must say

Day one and all is going fine

It’s telly tonight with a glass of wine

Day two and a favourite client asks

Would I have time for a couple of tasks?

They’re not too long so I say ‘yes’

I set to work and hope for the best

Then day three my phone goes ‘ping’

A dental appointment I’ll have to fit in

So day four dawns and I’m a bit behind

Tonight there will be no time to unwind

My tooth is sore but there’s pills for that

I can’t stop now, need to work out flat

Tomorrow is D-day and there’s no time to lose

It’ll be late tonight and goodbye to booze

Ten pm and my eyes bright red

I decide it’s time to go to bed

Next day I rise at the crack of dawn

And drag myself to the shower with a yawn

An early start and no lunch today

And I’ll make the deadline at end of day

It’s two pm and all seems just swell

Then the school phones, ‘your child’s unwell’

Panic?... no… well yes… but no

It’s got to be done so off I go

Deep breath, deep breath, that driver’s an ass

Wish I hadn’t missed my yoga class

Back home and child tucked up in bed

I sit for a minute trying to clear my head

Just the final read through to go

And you know what? It’s starting to flow

I look at the clock and it’s just gone four

Looks like I’ll be delivering early once more

As I press send, I think ‘what the heck?’

Here I am a total wreck

What happened to that resolution?

Pacing myself was to be the solution

Well there’s always next time says I

Oh aye, oh aye… and pigs might fly