Dealing: Plodding Along

Dreadful night,
Slept poorly,
Woke up early with splitting headache
But too tired to get out of bed,

Gloomy and fatigued
And not wanting to move,
But always lots to do
And no one else to do it!

So up I got
And set to work,
Coffee in the cup,
Breakfast in process,

Then the phone rang,
Someone wanting to talk,
‘Shall I answer it?
Guess I’d better.’

Nothing urgent,
Just an apology
For something
I’d forgotten already,

Nevertheless,
Felt better for it,
Could not have come
At a better time either,

But still an up and down day,
Somehow made it
Through required tasks,
That at least is something,

As some days just have to keep
Putting one foot in front of the other,
Not sure why has always been so,
But only way I know
How to learn to walk!