POETRY
Two Steps Forward, Three Steps Back
My bank balance has been up and down like a yo-yo this month
I thought that I was doing fine. Then in my Inbox did arrive an email sent from British Gas; this quarter’s bill was due, alas! I’m glad I spent this season past sitting here freezing my poor old ass, or else I’d find the damage worse. But even so, it’s emptied my purse. I guess this month all my meals will be buttered bread and a cup of tea….
I thought that I was up shit creek ‘Til my pay arrived for another week. I know this much, it won’t last long. Within two weeks it’ll all be gone! I may even be overdrawn by the time the sun rises on Tuesday morn. But even so, it’s nice to know I’ve the funds for some groceries from Tesco. And if I budget carefully, I can add some milk to my cups of tea….
I thought that I was doing fine But through my mailbox did arrive The envelope. On the mat it stood. (Oh, sodding hell, this isn’t good!) To open it I knew I should, But knew my bank account now would be drained unto the very max cause there’s been a rise in my Council Tax. Guess after all there will not be any milk for me in those cups of tea….
I thought that I was badly screwed and was filled with much disquietude. But then I opened up Gmail and found inside the Holy Grail for Medium sent me details of bonus pay for my travails. Five hundred dollars on the way! This really is my lucky day! I’ll certainly afford milk now — Perhaps I’ll even buy a cow!
I woke that Friday to a text. Its message left me quite perplexed. It was from the bank, and did transmit that I’d exceeded the spending limit on my credit card. I threw a fit! The interest payment — that piece of shit — had sent me back into the red. I was then filled with a sense of dread. I rose from bed saying “woe is me” and poured the last of the milk in my morning tea.
I thought that I had bugger all, and languished underneath a pall of blackened mood and much unease. But I was granted a slight reprieve from the dangling sword of Damocles when Amazon paid me my royalties for work that I had done before. It wasn’t much; could’ve done with more. I guess I’ll just buy cheaper tea. Goodbye, Twinings. It’s PG Tips for me!
I thought that I was in the murk, but then I got some freelance work. I was delighted (it’s been a while) and so I broke into a smile as I opened up my computer files, doing work that makes me feel worthwhile. The client was happy, and I was paid. Plans for more work in the future were made. I felt I had earned a decent cuppa, So I went to the shops for a box of Pukka.
I thought that I’d be mostly well, but then I got the bill from hell. Thought I’d escaped real jeopardy, until the bill for electricity! Don’t understand. How can this be? I don’t think I’ve used that much energy! Okay. The shit‘s really hit the fan and I’ll have to concoct a brand new plan. Forget all hopes of hot, milky tea. Now bread and water shall my supper be.
As of today, things don’t look great. As usual I’m cursing fate. I’m gonna have to work my ass into the ground ’til the worst has passed. Every pound that I’d amassed this month has disappeared so fast! It’s two steps forward, three steps back to get my finances back on track. This month, please god, let my reads be many and let Stripe send me a pretty penny!!!
Jupiter Grant is a self-published author, blogger, narrator, and audiobook producer. Buy me a coffee here: https://ko-fi.com/jupitergrant
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