To my darling blogger friends
Who’ve noticed I’ve been away;
I promise I will make amends
But when, I cannot say.
A law firm, bless their cotton socks,
Has given me a job.
I’ve become a gal in a power suit,
From a track-pant-wearing slob.
So now I’ve joined the happy rank
Of those in gainful employ;
But though I no longer fear my bank
There’s a sadness to my joy.
Yes, it’s good to have some cash
But there’s one TEENSY flaw;
There’s such a lot of hours to work
On the “right” side of the law!
Monday to Friday I toil away
On paperwork, letters, and files;
And when I get home I flop on the couch
And sleep between laundry piles.
I have no time to bake a cake –
I have no time to jog;
I have no chance to visit the gym
Or even update my blog :(
And don’t get me STARTED on writing!
The words I’ve managed are few.
(And when you divide the words by days
The figure’s about twenty-two.)
But, Reader, one day I shall conquer
This elusive work-life strain;
I will bake, jog, work and write my novel
If it damned well explodes my brain!