6:00 am – The alarm goes off
6:05 am – The alarm goes off again
6:10: am – Guess what? Oh, yeah.
6:15 am – I finally, finally get up after my husband grumbles and asks me if that’s his alarm.
6:20 am – Start my exercise, usually a walking video. I should say that I also turn on the tv to catch up on the news. The exercise video is on my laptop.
6:30 am – I wake my husband.
6:50 am – Shower
7:00 am – Wake my nibling, if she’s here. She’s here for half the week before she goes to her mom’s.
7:10 am – Get dressed and when I mean by “get dressed,” I actually mean stand in front of my closet and painstakingly decide what it is I want to wear that day.
7:30 am – Breakfast. It varies, depending on what’s in the house.
7:50 am – Stare and contemplate doing some quick chores. This happens most days. I usually aim for picking up the clutter. I hate clutter.
8:30 am – Leave for work
8:40 am – Sit in a bit of traffic and sing to whatever’s on my ipod.
9:00 am – I get to work, greeting everyone as I walk up the ramp to my office. It sounds like a reverse of The Waltons (and if you know who the Waltons were, then congratulations. You were alive during a certain period of time in the US and know my reference.)
9:10 am – Settle in
9:20 am – The interruptions start…or “work”
10:30 am – Move
1045 am – “Work” or interruptions
12:00 pm – lunch
And that people is my typical working weekday. My weekend mornings don’t start till 8 or 9 am.
I suspect that most people have more interruptions than work. I sometimes lovingly call these interruptions “putting out the fires.”