Sick Day?

(A true story!)


Called in sick – no work today 🤒

A single word I can barely say
A headache and no energy
I really hate this lethargy.
“You’ve got a virus”  the GP said.
“Go home and go back to bed
Lots of water you will need
Rest your voice – do take heed.”
Now I’m here, home alone
No errands to run, no ringing phone
I should nap for an hour or two
But…there are so many things to do.
It’ll only take a little while
To deal with all the paper piles
I really will feel much better
When I’ve dealt with every bill & letter.

And, despite the doctor’s wishes,
I’ll just collect up all the dishes
On goes the dishwasher – I’m no fool
My kids can empty it after school.
My body is telling me to sleep
But I’ll give the kitchen a quick sweep
I must clean every little nook
Doesn’t matter if I’m feeling crook.
Soon I’ll rest my weary head
Down in my warm & cosy bed
It’ll do me good to have a doze
But look at all the dirty clothes!
A load or two through the machine
I’ll be happy when they’re all clean
And once the clothes are on the line
It really will be snoozing time…
I’ll sit down now, rest my eyes
Oh, the kids are home – a nice surprise
“Stay there Mum, keep off your feet
By the way, what’s there to eat?”
Now my sick day’s at an end
Not sure if I’m on the mend
Come tomorrow, I know what’s best
I’m going back to work to rest!

A Tale of Thinning Hair

 

I’ve never fussed much with my hair

My style is generally “wash and wear”
I keep it short – there’s little to do
Fancy styling? I have no clue!
 
Curlers? Straighteners? Not for me
I’m really lazy and carefree
Until now my only whinge
Has been my pesky, curly fringe.

 

But now I think there is a need                                             
To pay my hair a bit more heed
In recent years my wavy mop
Has been getting rather thin on top.

 

 
The back has always been quite thick
But the rest is disappearing quick
The middle part is now so wide
It’s looking like the Great Divide!
 
I’m glad my hair’s not yet grey
I just wish that it would stay!
Elaborate plans I soon must hatch

To cover the ever-thinning patch.