Because my life is just so fascinating (at least to me, and the woman who birthed me…Ma? You there?), I decided to chronicle a day in my annyoingly mundane life. It’s a Saturday, AND a day off. I was going to do a day at work, but that would read:
530 am: Alarm goes off.
535 am: Alarm goes off again, and proceeds to every 5 minutes until I figure I should probably roll out of bed around 6.
600 am: Shower, eat breakfast, feed Rex, make lunch and dinner.
640 am: Literally RUN out of the house because I’m going to be late for work otherwise. I do the same thing 3 days a week, you’d think I’d learn by now…
700 am: Arrive at work. Sit on my butt for the next 14 hours. Unless we go on a call.
900 pm: Clock out and go home.
Crazy, isn’t it? Okay, okay, back to today (Saturday).
815 am: Alarm goes off.
900 am: Actually wake up and realize I should have been up 45 minutes earlier. Shower, eat, run out the door.
950 am: Get in the car to go to a meeting with a Mother of the Bride from an upcoming wedding I’m shooting.
951 am: Realize that my car is REALLY overdue for an oil change:
It was supposed to go in 2000 miles ago…
1020: Meeting done (I love when brides are so organized they have a timetable for their wedding…), head to the local coffee shop for a rocking $5 pumpkin latte. Yeah, it’s $5 but its soooo worth it.
1100 am: Head to Conway to help my Gramp clean his house up. It was damaged by Hurricane Irene…only about 6 inches of water in the house, but it destroyed the floors and a lot of the furniture. We managed to haul home 30+ family photo albums and 6 loads of laundry. It’s sad to see his house so mangled, and he was LUCKY. Some of the other people in his neighborhood got hit really hard.
230 pm: This is what we left with:
4-6 pm: Do 6 loads of laundry. Read 57 trashy magazines. Die a little bit inside.
6 pm+: Die of exhaustion, clean Rex’s tank for the first time in 6 weeks, dig for leftovers in the fridge, watch reruns, have a scintillating Saturday night.
After reading this, I’ve realized how pathetic my life is…so I’m going out to party and get tatted and pierced up. Smell ya later.