I learned a lot about life from being in a long-distance relationship with Babyface for over a year. I learned that if you both rent the same movie, press play at the same time and talk on the phone, it is almost like going to movies together. I learned that Milky Way candy bars aren’t sold in Canada and make excellent care package filling. I learned that the best alarm clock in the world is a phone call from a cute Canadian boy. But I think, most importantly, I learned that a strong relationship is built through the sharing of insignificant news.
I have a theory that a lot of long-distance relationships fail because people forget to share the boring stuff. Knowing what a person wore to the gym, what they had for dinner and what TV show they watched last night are all insignificant moments that when sewn together, form the quilt of a person’s life. Sure, it is important to tell your significant other when you change jobs or buy a new car, but those items don’t make up who you are.
I like to think of blogging as a type of long-distance relationship. When I reworked by blog identity back in the fall, I did away with my daily “Dear Diary” type posts and haven’t looked back! I feel like I’ve thrived with my new format. But, what I’ve heard from some readers is that they miss the glimpse into my day-to-day life. And I miss sharing it!
So, below you’ll find the first in what will hopefully become a monthly series of posts chronicling a typical day in my life. From the time my eyes open in the morning to the time they close at night. Some of it will be painfully boring, but like I said, the boring stuff is what makes you you and me me.
Without further adieu, my Tuesday, March 1, 2011.
A nice and shaky 5:41 am. Which was supposed to be 5:10 am. My stupid alarm never went off. Luckily, I woke up on my own.
Grab my computer and do 20 minutes of the usual—Facebook, Twitter, e-mail, blog comments, etc.
Drag myself out of bed to face the closet monster.
Onto hair. . .
. . . and glasses selection.
Food for Puppyface.
Food for humanface (green monster, grapefruit, hard-boiled egg and toast with peanut butter).
Eat while watching the local news.
Hey! Look who woke up.
Spend a bit chatting about what each of our day’s have in store. Puppyface joins in.
Back to the kitchen to pack up lunch (leftover linguine with clams, carrots, crackers, apple, granola bar, yogurt and berries).
All packed up and ready to go.
My least favorite task of the day: unloading and loading the dishwasher.
Got distracted by Charlie Sheen spewing crazy on Good Morning America.
Peeled myself away to go brush teeth.
Shoes and socks.
Scrape, scrape, scrape.
Leave at 7:32 am.
Pull into work at 7:41 am. It’s okay to be jealous of my 9 minute commute.
Hi, office and Heather!
Helloooo beautiful computer that I wish I owned but am very grateful to get to work on daily.
Sit down to tackle some administrative stuff. Timecards.
Pandora on the iPad.
It is the first day of March! Must change desktops.
Start my to-do list for the day.
Talk to Heather about (a) Charlie Sheen and (b) her crazy teenage children.
Actually get to work on real, live work a little after 8am.
Spent the next few hours putting out about a million fires. Between firefighting, worked on a little bit of documentation for interns.
Stomping out fires is stressful.
Take a second to enjoy the lovely view from my window.
And realize it is snack time!
A (bruised) apple a day!
Post-snack, delve into some intense pixel-pushing for a few hours.
So intense, that I forget to blink and get a seriously bad case of Tetris eye.
Make a few trips here. Have you seen the size of my water bottle?
Lunchtime sneaks up on me.
Downstairs to the microwave.
Lunch at my desk.
While sorting through my inbox.
Post-lunch, routed some proofs.
Did some folder excavation.
And even more pixel pushing. Pushed them until it was snack time!
This was open a little bit so the bar was stale and yucky. It landed in the trash can after one bite.
Losing steam, so I move to more menial tasks. Like layer organization! Messy, no good Photoshop file:
Photoshop file to be proud of:
Hey, look, list has been (mostly) dominated!
And it is quittin’ time!
To the parking lot to drop of my bags in my car. . .
. . . so I can take a quick walk . . .
. . . to my next destination.
Where I met with the editor of a local food magazine who asked me to participate in their upcoming issue. Exciting!
Walked back to the car.
Headed home during “rush hour.”
But first, pick up Puppyface from daycare.
Once home, must immediately feed PF or face the wrath of a hungry puppy with a painfully sharp bark and pitiful whine.
Start on dinner. Gotta get mushrooms marinating.
Change into workout gear.
Hey, look who it is!
Kiss, kiss, hug, hug. Back to the task at hand. 30 minutes on the elliptical while watching Gossip Girl and a short strength training set.
Wow, running so behind this evening. Seriously need to get on dinner.
Portabella cheesesteaks. Oven fries.
Eaten while watching Off the Map.
After one episode, TV is off because I have lots to accomplish. Work on amending our tax return (FUN!).
And then doing research for a freelance design project (YARGHH!).
And then finally get around to writing a post. Except I don’t because my brain is fried.
Instead, I go win some Swagbucks.
Self-imposed bedtime. I don’t have to be asleep by 9pm, but I like to be in bed by then.
Start on a new book!
Only get through a few chapters before my eyes start closing. Time for lights out.