day off day

It’s hard to admit the truth

Of what you don’t want to hear. 

That carbs make us gain weight. 

That she’s never coming back. 

That the virus is a real problem. 

That cheap wine keeps you awake. 

I bought some Orange Beer 

In case I get my vacation

And there was no beer. 

Now- how can that be? 

Truth is I just wanted something. 

To make me sleep. 

But it doesn’t help anymore. 

And I don’t want to believe it. 

Uber Eats. 

Behold. The $30 meal. 

In the trash it went. 

Inedible. 

From now on, I fast. 

Or I bring food. 

It, too, will never change. 

Take out sucks. 


Freezer Food 

Really good leftovers. 




A day off watching my fave show. 

“The Snake Pit”.

Cat on the shoulder. 

We walk around the house 

Like a bunch of Pirates. 

Fun and Games at work. 

last day

Ugh. Not good sleep. 

Just rested and worked on relaxing. 

Like meditation. 

Off tomorrow. 

3 days. 

I decided not to work extra in April. 

I have a feeling the storm is coming. 

No way in heck 

I can take a vacation now. 

I need to move some 

dates and times around. 

Too hungry and tired to fast. 

Ate a hamburger in the car. 

Imagine this. 

This looks better than what I had. 

Mine was gone in 2 seconds. 

LOL. 

Mask if you go out. 

No mask. Used a scarf. 

Some places have extended 

The school break / quarantine 

for the rest of the spring. 

The old question. 

80% of something?

Or 100% of nothing? 

Quit now and wait for better. 

Next year is going to be awesome. 

If I live. 

coyote day

Good sleeping weather. 

No AC in the house

So also no heat. 

It’s cold inside and out. 

The temp dropped like 40°

And it’s delightful. 

This family never asks for anything. 

Not one thing. 

They would probably die before they ask

For even a sip of water. 

They wait until it’s given to them.

We Americans just ask. 

Insist- more like. 

“Hey! Gimme gimme some water. 

I’m dying here!” 

They think I’m bold. 

And not in a good way. 

I became overwhelmed 

Last night and realized 

I needed to quickly do a SelfCheck. 

Hungry. 

Angry. 

Lonely. 

Tired. 

Yes yes yes and yes. 

So I broke my fast. 

Double Quarter Pounder. 

Only ate half of it.

I laid in bed last night

(Well- on a mat on the floor

Where I’ve been sleeping for a month)

And did the math. 

I worked out the logic. 

I fought my ego. 

I’ve been teaching Delayed Gratification 

And Impulse Control 

To my patient. 

It’s hard. 

It’s sucks when you want it now. 

NOW. 

My coach is gonna

Earn her pay this week. 

I’ve been waiting for the Tsunami. 

I’ve been looking for it in the virus. 

It’s inside of me.