January drags its feet,
All I do is work and eat.
Time goes slow with mornings dark,
Need something positive; a fresh spark.
Got paid early at Christmas though,
Now I find I am short of dough.
Counting pennies, cooking more,
Want to have fun, but forced to be a bore.
Watching movies, reading books,
Cleaning rooms for fresher looks.
Thinking what to spend money on,
Hurry pay day! Just come on!
I wrote this poem after waking up and realising that I still have two weeks until I get paid again. Although I am much better with money than I used to be, I have had some unforeseen expenses this month and so the tap has well and truly run dry.
I wonder how many of you spend too much in December and regret it slightly by mid-January. It just makes me want to blow some cash on take aways and nights out when I finally do get paid. Or even book some lovely theatre tickets so that I have something great to look forward to.
Today’s poem is a bit silly but let me know if January feels like this to you. For another of my poems, click here.