I got a cow that’s gone dry
And a hen that won’t lay
A big stack of bills that get bigger each day.
The county will haul my belongings away. I’m busted.
With about five months until I’m out of school, the official unemployment-watch and accompanying night terrors are well underway.
As I do with most scary things…sneezing while driving, 3-month-old peaches forgotten in the crisper, the VonTrapp children… I’m going to try to soothe my fears with song. Here’s something to kick off what I hope will be a recessionary playlist. Here’s my first pick: