UncategorizedApril 14, 2006 11:36 am
Paper piles up on my floor,
Covering the gold synthetic carpet.
Can I get the receipts sorted in time,
Or will I need an extension?
Every year I say next year I’ll get more organized,
I’ll start earlier.
But I know I won’t succeed.
Wahoo! Poetry!!!
Comment by Jen — April 16, 2006 @ 5:47 pm
I like this poem…very relatable…I can “feel” the procrastination, which is almost universal around this time of year.
Comment by Fat Charlatan — April 17, 2006 @ 8:52 am
Extensions have become my best friend…and worse nightmare.
Comment by Buffy — April 30, 2006 @ 3:46 pm