I wanted to give a peek into a day in my life over here. Hope you guys are strapped in cause this is going to be EXCITING. You’re going to be like “How does she do it?? How does she fit all that in to one measly day?!?” Obviously kidding. Sometimes I see that “You have as many hours in the day as Beyonce” quote, and I get really annoyed because while that may be true, Beyonce also has a herd of staff doing her bidding.
Anywayyy. This was my Monday:
6:44- Get woken up by Finn whining to go outside. Throw on my Sunday pants (definition: extremely comfortable, extremely unattractive sweatpants perfect for lounging on Sundays) and Crocs because I like to look as disgusting as possible when I take my dog out in the morning to dissuade people from talking to me. Just kidding, that’s not the reason. I just can’t be bothered whatsoever to even try to look presentable at this hour.
6:45- Alarm goes off while I’m putting on said Sunday pants. Become annoyed that Finn woke me up one minute before my alarm. Instantly forgive him because he is doing his early morning stretch thing and he’s adorable. Take Finn out.
6:55- Get back in bed with Finn, because I need to check Instagram/Facebook/Twitter/the weather/my three email accounts/Pinterest if I’m really searching for an excuse to stay in bed.
7:10- FINE I’M UP UGHHHHHHHHHHHH. Put off showering for as long as possible (make a smoothie, stuff Finn’s toys with some treats for when I leave him later, fluff the pillows in my living room while I brush my teeth cause I’m a crazy person)
7:30- Finally showering and now it’s a race against timeeee. Will I have time to dry my hair? Who knows?? Told you this was going to be exciting!!
8:10- What the actual hail just happened? I showered, dried my hair, put on makeup, slapped on some clothes, packed my lunch, and got out the door in 40 minutes. THIS DAY IS MINE. Leave Finn with an arsenal of toys and the TV on because I’m a crazy person.
8:25- At work 5 minutes before I’m technically “late.” THIS DAY IS STILL MINE.
8:26- AW YISSSS I forgot we get fed breakfast on Mondays. Maybe I can be Beyonce. Flying high.
8:30- My wittle brain transitions into work time. Fire up the Spotify playlist, pull up my Todoist to-do list that saves my life on a daily basis, and plan out my day when SURPRISE! meetings meetings emails skype gchat more meetings aaaaaand I’m feeling less like Miss Bey.
11:30- My sister is going to my house today to take Finn on a walk so I have a whole glorious lunch hour to relax. And by relax, I mean run errands, because that’s the same thing, right? On this particular break I head to a local pet shop to pick up a new leash and harness for my beast because he has basically broken through his old ones.
12:30- Eat lunch at my desk meetings meetings meetings emails skype gchat more meetings.
5:00- Try a new gym that is so close to my new office that I can’t not work out there.
6:00- Home to the bean! Put on his new harness and leash and take him for a walk around the neighborhood. This is my favorite part of the day.
7:00- Showa, cook ground turkey for taco salad, finally do dishes (my least favorite chore.) Realize I never cook anymore because now we have Trader Joe’s and they make it so easy to not cook. Feel like a bad girlfriend for not finding time to make it to Matt’s softball game. Make myself feel better by reminding myself that they lose every game anyway.
8:00- Eat dinner, fold laundry, get ruhl emotional watching the How I Met Your Mother series finale.
9:00- Talk to Matt and learn that they actually won their softball game. I think this is the second time that has happened. I should have been there 🙁 Put laundry away. Take Finn out again. I want a yard so baddd.
9:30- I am le tired! Wind down by watching some sweet, sweet, super-addicting HGTV. Sometimes I think about giving up cable but then how would I know if they’re going to love it or list it?!
10:30- Something about a snuggly pup makes it so easy to go to bed. Night night!
So, that’s a fairly normal day in the life over here. Exciting? Not really. But I like it.