Slap-Dash

I’m a slap-dash person;

That is just the way I roll,

For when I start a project,

Ending quickly is my goal.

 

I rarely measure things; instead

I look and take a guess,

So underneath each picture hung,

The wall’s a hole-filled mess.

 

Today I fixed a cabinet

Which needed to be spruced.

I’d ordered paint and liners

For the shelves to give a boost.

 

I emptied all the contents,

Wiped things down and dipped the brush.

I didn’t sand, just slapped that paint

Like always, in a rush.

 

I waited half an hour,

‘Til the cabinet felt dry,

Then lined the shelves, replaced the food

And I’m not gonna lie…

 

It’s far from perfect, but it’s clean

And though it’s not quite new,

To assemble one fresh from a box

I really hate to do.

 

So in my slap-dash fashion

I’ve fulfilled my latest task.

If you wonder if I’m feeling proud,

You shouldn’t have to ask.