I always love when bloggers do the photo diary posts of a day in their life. I like to look at their peaceful mornings when they get up extra early to enjoy their artistically crafted lattes on their balconies that overlook the beach or the NYC skyline as they go over their to-do list for the day in their beautiful $100 planners. (I was going to name drop a designer planner here but I'm so out of touch with this kind of thing I didn't even know who to name drop.)
And so I thought about doing my own "day in the life." But then I got up today and realized I'd have to try pretty damn hard to make my life look cool. For starters my mornings aren't peaceful or relaxing. I wake up almost every single day in an absolute panic. Usually because I've pushed snooze on my phone for a good hour or two.
When I finally drag myself out of bed I typically put on the first thing I can find, which is most likely the sweatshirt hanging on the side of my laundry basket. Clothes in the laundry basket = dirty. Clothes hanging on the edge of laundry basket = maybe worn/maybe not, not really dirty, but not worthy of being hung back up either.
And once I'm dressed in yesterday's clothing Har and I go on our first walk of the day. When we get home I immediately make some coffee while Harlow watches me, patiently waiting for his morning treat, and then I eventually wander out to my office area.
See that little office chair hiding in the corner? That's my "office."
It's a little nook I've turned into my work space. Kinda like how Joey turned the nook in the Tanner family room into his bedroom in the early episodes.
And depending on the squirrel situation outside, Harlow is usually behind me ready to burst through the front window at any second.
Or he's happily snoozing like this.
I think we both know it's usually the first.
But let me back up here and let it be known that before I start any work I always eat breakfast. It's probably my favorite meal of the day. Right now I'm on a big bagel sandwich kick. It might not look healthy, but I think it is. Maybe.
It's just 1 egg, 2 slices of turkey bacon, spinach, mushroom, cheese, all tucked inside a bagel-thin from Trader Joes. That can't be that bad, right? Regardless I'm okay with eating a big breakfast because my lunch is always light. In the summer I eat a yogurt parfait for lunch almost every day. Unless I'm hungover, in that case I'll eat my cabinets.
I add a little cereal on top for some crunch because it's healthier than granola. And mostly because it's cheaper too.
But back to my "office" where I spend most of my day. I manage the social media accounts for several businesses so I start my work load like I start my morning- in a panic. I'm almost always certain there's not enough time in the day to accomplish everything so I'm usually overwhelmed for a good part of my morning. I create graphics, Tweet, Facebook, Pin, write blog posts for company pages, make videos, I'll pretty much do whatever a client asks. I try to work as quickly and efficiently as possible because I know it's only a matter of time before Harlow demands another walk.
Because yes, I've managed to raise a dog who knows that he runs my life. It's nobody's fault but my own so I've simply accepted it at this point.
And now because I'm back in panic mode as this post has taken me much longer than it should have, I'll just sum up the rest of my day by saying it's pretty much everything I just said repeated five more times. Food. Work. Dog. Until it's time for happy hour with a glass of wine on my patio and usually a comedy show at night. Tonight I'm seeing SNL's Aidy Bryant perform at iO with Virgin Daiquiri and I couldn't be more excited. She's one of my favs.
And I just realized how ironic it is that I felt rushed through out this entire post because that truly is a day in my life- I'm always in an unnecessary rush.