Now, my days vary quite a bit and my work place is a bit spontaneous. I chose Tuesday, because Tuesdays are a day I go to yoga.
5:30 AM - The clock radio on Inspector Climate's side of the bed goes off. Now I say, "his side of the bed", but we swap sides of the bed every night so really it could be actually the side I'm sleeping on. But regardless of the side of the bed, he always reaches over to turn it off. I don't know why that is.
5:32 AM - There is no time to waste, I need to get ready to go to yoga and prepare everything so that when I get back from yoga I can just change my clothes and run. So, I brush my teeth and floss, wash my face, put in contacts, slap on some face lotion, and put on yoga clothes. I try to leave lights off just in case Inspector Climate decides he is not going to get up - but that hardly ever happens anyway.
5:40 AM - I pack my lunch,
5:42 AM - I wander around my house aimlessly. Wondering why I have so much time on my hands before I have to leave.
5:50 AM - I walk out the door. The walk to yoga is generally quite brisk and the air is...chilly. I try to avoid looking up at the power lines because I know that there are always possums up there. I have an irrational fear they're going to somehow fall into my hair.
6:05 AM - I arrive at yoga. It's heated and it instantly makes my nose run from the change of temperature.
6:15 - 7:30 AM - It's completely my time. I rarely think about anything else but me when I'm in that room. That's not to say that I don't have the occasional worry fest, I ALWAYS have the worry fest while I'm in there, but I try to keep that a place where I don't think about work.
7:33 AM - I walk back to my apartment.
7:48 AM - I open the door while taking off my jacket and scarf, so I can change into "work" clothes. I put my jacket back on, grab my back pack check again for all the important items: computer cord, myki card, wallet, and keys.
8:00 AM - I arrive at the train station. There are people everywhere and I try to maintain a sense of calm and politeness as school kids push into me and commuters make exasperated sighs as the card system to get to the platforms breaks again.
8:25 AM - I get to work. I'm normally the first person there (if it's a non-yoga day, I get there at 7:30 - sadly this does not effect the time I get to come home). I turn on my computer, take off my jacket, and try to force myself to drink some cold water even though the office building is freaking freezing.
8:30 AM - I check my email. This takes forever because I receive more emails than I'd like every day.
Between 9 and 10, my coworkers arrive. And I spend my day at work messing with databases, in meetings, teaching things to volunteers, and writing emails.
By 9, I'm usually starving - I don't eat breakfast and particularly don't enjoy eating before yoga - so I eat a snack. Sometimes I've baked something (lemon bars this week!) or sometimes it's carrot sticks.
By 11:30-12, I'm ready for lunch. Which I heat up in the microwave and then eat while I work at my desk.
Depending on the day and how full of surprises it is; I try to leave at 5. But more often than not, I have to stay until 6.
I then take the train home, getting pushed and shoved by commuters again, I arrive at my apartment door and start making dinner. Tuesday night will usually be a left overs night. So I'll be reheating whatever delicious thing I made on Monday. Inspector Climate and I talk about our days while I cook and during dinner where we sit on the couch and eat. We don't have a table chairs (some day we will! That's the dream).
8:30 PM I wash my face, take out my contacts, put on face lotion, brush my teeth and floss.
We try to get into bed by 8:30 or 9, because we have a tendency to talk a lot while we lie in bed and cuddle together. In our ideal world we'd be asleep by 9:15. But that rarely happens. We have too much say and our silly jobs keep us apart for too much of the day to say it all.