I walked into work today, just like
every other day (Monday through Friday
that is, unless on vacation, or sick, or…
yeah, those exceptions could take a while
to list), set my coffee cup on the counter
at my computer, shook the black tailed
mouse to wake up my PC from it’s nightly
slumber, slumped into my chair (ok, fine,
I plopped) and waited for my day to begin.
There’s work to be done,
I’m very sure of that,
As I take off my coat and hang up my hat.
I sit at my desk,
I straighten my tie,
I stare at the screen and ask myself ‘Why?’
Why did I put it off,
Adding more for today?
Procrastination always gets in the way.
I don’t think I’ll finish,
Or meet my deadlines,
The boss will surely yell, the blame is all mine.
I hang my head low,
Put my palms to my face,
And pray a silent prayer and beg for some grace.
Taking a deep breath,
And holding it in.
I grab hold of my work and just… dive in.