I’ve been working at a temporary job this summer. For the past few months, it’s been full-time; however, my hours were just reduced to part-time. Despite the resulting lack of full-time pay, I’m really, really enjoying all this new-found time. I’ll demonstrate how my day has gone so far today:
4:50 am: Woke up, well-rested, because I’d had plenty of time yesterday afternoon and had actually gone to bed at a reasonable time. Got ready for the gym. Had a cup of coffee.
5:45 am: Left for the gym. Felt awake. Ran the whole way (I usually start out running and then walk, or just walk – it’s all downhill and probably a little over a 1/2 mile, I usually just start walking because I’m still sleepy).
5:50 am: Arrived at the gym. Proceeded to have a fantastic workout: ran 3 miles, then did 3 circuits (plus warm-up/cool-down) of No More Trouble Zones.
7:00 am: Left the gym, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
7:15 am: Arrived at home. Fed and walked the pup. Took a shower and made myself halfway presentable.
8:15 am: Had more coffee and breakfast. Watched the Cosby Show. Cleaned the apartment – not typical weekday tidying, but serious Saturday morning cleaning.
10:45 am: Left for work.
Now. Allow me to draw your attention to all the things that I did before I left for work.
It’s sort of miraculous.
And I get to go home at 3:15 and… who knows? Maybe I will walk the dog, maybe I will take a nap… maybe I will watch more Cosby Show… maybe I will have a cup of coffee and do some online shopping (with money I don’t really have because I’m only working part-time now… oh. Flaw in the plan). Anyway. Yay, freedom!