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Everyone once in awhile I will do these “day in the life” posts. Not because I think my life is that interesting; really it’s not. I do it because I want other people to do it. PLEASE! I know you all through this crazy blogging world, but I really don’t know the ins and outs of your days.
In and out. In and out. TWSS.
The blog only tells so much. It is an overview. Everyone once in awhile, we need to share the minutia. The mundane. The stupid. Lord knows I have a lot of that going on.
The cool thing about my life and why I love it so much is that no two days are in any way the same. I work from home, so the unraveling of my day is based on kids’ schedules, my workload, my training plan and letting the dog out back to shit.
A Day in the Life
5:30 a.m. Get the damn coffee going before I lose my momentum:
5:40 a.m. Take out the recycle (which tells a lot about someone) while coffee brews:
5:45 a.m. Take some drugs (meth and crack not pictured):
5:50 a.m. Feed this lump of precious stinky fur. He is looking at you with that one eye. Yes, that is my bike in the dining room. It is the only safe place for a bike. Climate controlled. Free of robbers. My mom HATES that I do that. Moms think dining rooms are for fine china, not Treks.
6:00 a.m. Head to the pool with Scooby Do towel for some early morning laps:
6:15 a.m. Grab a lane, preferably one without band aids, hairballs or feces:
7:10 a.m. Put on running stuff and head out from the pool:
7:30 a.m. Arrive at middle school to coach some cross country:
7:40 a.m. Run three miles with these girls (my victims)
8:15 a.m. Head home and notice my car looks like I am homeless. But I bet yours does too.
8:20 a.m. Also notice how I carry around half eaten food on my seat. Them are some perfect bite marks.
8:21 a.m. My car console has to be one of an athlete in training (cereal, Z bars, GPS, sunscreen and Altoids so I can impress the pussy posse).
9:15 a.m. Wake up this kid because he is getting braces off today. Drive him to dentist.
9:40 a.m. But first stop at Starbucks for hit #2 of caffeine for the day
9:46 a.m. Enter Starbucks. Try to take pictures of baristas but they inform me this is “strictly prohibited.” Whatever. I tell them I’m just having fun and FINE I will only post pictures of myself.
9:50 a.m. Grande coffee with extra extra cream and I’m ready to roll. I don’t get Sam anything because he always wants the $6 frap and I’m not that nice. I even have a coffee bag with a free coupon on it. I am frugal (cheap) that way.
10:00 a.m. Greeted by this dear friend, Kathy, at the dentist. She makes me look bad with her perfect hair and stunning outfit. Very, very bad.
10:15 a.m. Sam in all of his braces-removal-glory. I wish I had a multi colored shirt like that. Where do the dentists get those?
11:00 a.m. Check out those pearly whites:
11:05 a.m. The orthodontist office gives him a gift bag with all the “bad” candy in it. I love them for it.
High noon. Make myself a quick lunch (grilled ham/cheese with tomato and Dijon because I am fancy like that)
12:30 p.m. Trip to the grocery store. Yes, I look very serious when I shop. And yes I do need a hair cut and color.
12:50 p.m. Emma thinks she is two years old again. No dammit, I do not have a penny for that dirty thing.
1:30 p.m. Family stop off at Coldstone. I go for the “Like It”:
1:45 p.m. I make kids use their gift cards because I am cheap and no way am I spending $4 for a glorified scoop of ice cream with a couple mix ins.
1:50 p.m. I love summer. I love my kids. But only when I’m holding ice cream.
2:00 p.m. until late into the deep dark night. Me and my computer make love. Reports to be written. Training plans to be thought out. Blog posts to be read. Emails to answer. Twats to be made.
That’s all I got.
Do you work from home or have flexibility in your days? I am a contractor for several social service agencies around here. I meet with families in their homes and write all my reports from my home office.
Does your car look like you’re homeless? What’s the weirdest thing you keep in your car? I have an airplane blanket I stole from Jet Blue. I’ve gotten lots of mileage out of that thing.
Do you like ice cream with chunks in it or just smooth? I’m a big chunk person. I LOVE Oreos and cookie dough in mine.
How do you take your coffee? Frou frou drinks or just plain ol’ Joe? I’m a plain coffee gal myself.
Post your “day in the life.” I dare you.