Oh no, really, I just couldn’t!
No arguments. Just do it! she says
What’s the worst that could happen?
It’s not a good time, I’ll let people down.
Maybe at Christmas, that’s not too far away
But there’s so many things to do
You’re going to burn out she says
I’m fine, not running on empty yet
To a tut and a roll of the eyes
One little job can’t hurt I say
Here comes the sigh and walk away
Oh wait, now there are 4
But it’s fine, I can squeeze them in
They won’t take much time
I told you so she says.
(And so does the man
Subtle as ever)
Will I ever listen to myself
And take a week off?
I doubt it she says
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