Another Monday

It’s time to rise and go to work.
My dog rolls over with a smirk.

There’s a pounding in my head.
I wonder how to work from bed.

Two cups of coffee for my thirst.
The second cup to wake the first.

It was a very long night indeed.
But a little longer now, I plead.

I should be functional by noon.
At least it will be the weekend soon.

Tax Day

I finished my taxes Thursday.
This was a day early.
Actually, it was four days early.
The deadline changed again.

Taxes used to be simple.
April 15th.
The Ides of April.
(Just realized that.)

April 15th is my birthday eve.
So, that also made it easy.
If I was trying to avoid a party,
My taxes were due.

I guess it’s now a floating holiday.
Just like all the other holidays.
George? Abraham?
You were born on the 18th this year.

Isolation

Anything you need,
Just use the app.
Don’t open the door,
Leave it on the mat.

To meet your team,
You just use Zoom.
You won’t even be
In the same room.

If you need a friend,
There’s online chat.
If you need a date,
Let’s not talk about that.

Defeat the virus!
Just stay home!
The problem is
We’re all alone.

Verbal Tics

I am at an age where
I notice certain things.
I am at an age where
I notice annoying things.
Literally.

One of those this things
Infected a YouTube video
That my wife was watching.
I could literally hear the audio
Even though she was across the room.
Literally.

A lot of people have verbal tics.
They will literally say them
All the time.
It’s cringe-inducing.
Literally.

My tic is that I say “Um”.
I literally say “Um”
All the time.

I might even be saying “Um”
While I’m trying to write this,
But I promise I will edit them out.
Actually, I don’t type them,
I just hear them in my head.
Literally.

So, if I say “Um” to you,
It means my brain is working.
Perhaps.
People should just have a LED
On their forehead that says,
“Working.”
Literally.

Budgeting

I have a budget project.
It’s for accounting class.
Obviously.
It’s a pain in the ass.
Obviously.

We have to make up numbers.
Technically, we research.
I have actuals from projects.
So, a hard drive search.
Painfully.

We’re still in business,
So I should get an ‘A’.
I have to make a completed event
Appear it would be a successful day.
I’m pulling for a ‘B+’.

Tax Days

All the numbers that I just copied,
Say “This info furnished to the IRS.”
That’s so nice and easy.
The Feds don’t have to guess.

If they have the info already,
And they design the forms to fill.
Why don’t they just do our taxes?
Then just send us out our bill.

Weekend

Weekends should be restful.
A time to recharge and relax.
This weekend, my schedule is not.
I have mentoring, a funeral,
A birthday party and more mentoring.
Plus, homework and taxes.
Can’t I just go to work instead?

Insomnia

I can’t sleep.
I’m not sure why.
I’m in bed.
I’m in the dark.
What else can I try?

I know one sure cure.
It works every day.
I need to go online.
I need to find a meeting.
Then, I’ll hit the hay.