Alex Davis

The Little Black Book

It's 6:00 am the phone alarm rings, I snooze for 6:10. Coffee and dressed by 6:25 and out the door by 6:35. Gotta punch in by 6:45, work till 11, leave, go back and work till 3. Time to head home. I get back to my house, my wife, the dog, my little black book. Pay day is thursday and I open my book to a fresh page. Time to do my bills, I simply have to budget. I have to get it out of the way. I have to get it out on paper. Everything paid, no need to bore with the specifics, $150 left over this week. My little black book keeps me in check. I turn to a fresh page. I write down all my debts, and I write down what I need to pay them. "How am I going to do this?", I ask myself. I don't know, I just know I will. In life, while you're here living it, anything can happen. I turn the page once more and at the top I jot, "To Do List". Dishes, laundry, pay bills, garbage, the usual. I check a few off and save a few for tomorrow. One more page for the day. This one titled, "Wish List". At the very top, Porsche 911 carerra 4s cabriolet. That's a long shot, but a guys gotta dream. Next on the list, an exquisit gun collection. Wow, I'm a simple guy, but I'll probably make note of this again tomorrow. If it gets out on paper, then its not just in our heads, and if its not just in our heads, its one step closer to reality. With my business delt with I close my book and put it back in the safe. Tomorrow on the way home from work I'll buy another $20 ticket at the gas station by my house. My lucky 1995 quarter has 4 wins and 2 losses under its belt, so I'm feeling pretty good.