What's your weekday like?

[Gawen]

Every morning (even on weekends) I wake up at 6:15am, where I always throw the covers off and head to the bathroom. I never 'snooze'. I've never 'snoozed'. I just get up..lol. After bathroom duty, it's off to the kitchen to make tea and watch the morning news. 7:15 finds me going out the door to work which starts at 7:30. It takes me perhaps 5-7 minutes to get to work.

I work in the Water Dept. After our morning meeting of listening to the Supervisor tell fishing stories to his favourites, which last 20-30 minutes, I head to my office. There, I switch on my lap-top and check overnight mails and any PM's from here or IIDB. Usually by 8:30 I'm done in the office and head out into the field where I do my usual till noon. During this time I usually hit McDonalds, Beefers or this Mom & Pop donutshop for brekky...somewhere around 9:30-10:30am.

Lunch break is from 12noon to 1pm. I'm not hungry at this time so I almost always go into IIDB and see what's up. If nothings going on, I read the whole hour. There's a break room I can go to with the other guys, but they play dominos and they slam them on the table tops. It's very annoying and it actually hurts my ears, so I never eat lunch with the other guys. Not to mention social discourse of an intelligent manner is unheard of in the breakroom.

1-4pm I'm out in the field agin. At 4 I come in and do a bit of paperwork and then just get ready to go home at 4:30. When I get home, I go straight into IIDB and finish up what I left during lunch, then recheck everything else. By this time it's suppertime, and me being the cook, I make supper. Or we go out. After supper comes FF. Then back to emails if there are any. then reading. At 10pm I get ready for bed and read real books made of real paper. Depending on my day, I'm watching the inside of my eyelids by 10:30-11pm.

And that's my weekday...day after glorious day.

What's yours?

[SharonDee]

Alarm goes off at 5:10. The dogs will not tolerate the snooze button; they know the alarm means I have to get up. I let them out, partake of the coffee Hubster has already made, then surf the Internet until I have to get ready for work.

In spite of my best efforts I usually run late. My ideal arrival time is fifteen minutes before nine o'clock, but lately I've barely made it to five minutes before. There were a few shameful mornings this month when I arrived ten minutes after nine but those weren't my fault. Jerks won't get out of my damned fast lane.

Anyway, upon arrival I make a beeline to the kitchen for a cuppa joe. If it's one of the days when my sadistic boss has scheduled a nine o'clock meeting I head for our conference room. Otherwise, I plop into my chair and tell my office mate, "I'm here. Can I go home now?" He's amused at this the same as he always is: Not very.

Then I sit there doing my programming job, interrupted now and then for putting out fires, going to get more coffee, or going to meetings.

Then when my nine-to-five job ends around 5:15, I brave the traffic and head for my home base. Upon arrival I let Hubster's boring words flow over me while I surf the internet and he watches TV. He goes to bed first at 8:00; then I follow at 9:00.

The next day we get up and do it again.
:yawn:

[wildernesse]

I don't have a normal weekday because I'm in class at random times in the evening, and I don't have a job right now. Recently, it's a little like this:

Wake up--some time between 7-9 and get ready. Try not to sit on the couch and read the NY Times/email/FF until noon. Fail. Eat lunch. After husband gets up (this part is optional), go to campus and sit with law school friends and distract them from their real work by chatting non-stop. After they go to class, prepare for classes/work for journal. Distract other friends with non-stop chatting in the super-quiet part of the library after scoping out which carrel they're hiding in. Study some more. Go to random club meeting. Go to class (two days). Go back to the law school library and work some more until husband is ready to go home or actually go home or go to random meeting/film screening/discussion. Have dinner. Go to class (one day). Watch several episodes of a Law & Order series while sitting on the couch and checking email/NYTimes/Athenspaper/IIDB/FF/chatting. Or read (much rarer). Scoop kitty litter. Go to bed--it's now between 1-2 am.

So, I don't really do very much throughout the day. The 3 days I have class, I'm on campus usually until 9-10 pm. I could be ever so much more productive, but I'm not. Must be better.

[Ymir's blood]

5:00 AM Get out of bed
5:10 AM Get out of bed (Seriously this time)
5:12 AM Biological necessity
5:15 AM Eat breakfast + Internet time
5:30 AM Shower & Dress
6:00 AM Internet time
6:30 AM Leave for work
7:00 AM Arrive at work, warm up work truck, transfer stuff to same
7:30 AM Arrive on project, talk to foreman, drink caffeine
8:30 AM Kill time, stare at plans, ride around, read
11:30 AM Lunchtime
12:30 PM Kill time, stare at plans, ride around, read
4:00 PM Leave work, enter 'life' (Internet, painting, goofing off, reading)
10:00 (or later) Go to bed.

[Scotty]

12am-3:45am: wake up intermittently and look at the clock and calculate how much more time I have before I get up and turn the alarm off.

3:43 Get up and turn alarm clock off
3:45 alarm never goes off because I turned it off.

3:45-4:20 my bathroom time, I take my time, read a magazine, and other sundries.

4:20-4:25 Look at email to see if anything at work is broken, check quickly on FF or HH and reply to something if I think I can quickly.

4:25-4:35 Make my oatmeal, Feed the dogs (on the weekend, the dogs get me up at this time, or possibly about 20 minutes later, they are impossible to ignore), convince the dogs to go outside and potty, clean up while they are out, get a treat out and wait for the dogs. Yes, breakfast then a treat. Sit down at the computer and eat oatmeal, reading something. Shut down computer.

4:40 to 4:50 get in little yellow car and drive off, listening to 710 Kiro, but getting annoyed with the morning talk show guy, even though I agree with him much of the time.

5:10 or 5:15 Get into a free parking space

5:15-5:30 Walk the rest of the way to work, because I am cheap and don't wan to spend $200/month on parking. Carry laptop with me.

5:30-5:50 get to my desk, sit down, take laptop out set it up, connect it to large monitor, start up email, start up Safari, connect to statistics server, check on stores, check on CTG (click to give) sites, check todays sales, and then yesterday's or the week before (if it is a Monday), check the Ad statistics server, start up shell access to all of the servers I care about (23 of them so far), start up YIM,iChat, MSN Messenger, start up iTunes.

After that, open up browser windows to HH and FF, check on my flippant comments if any.

6am-1:50pm Regular work. This could be feast or famine. I could have nothing to do and so just browse around and not do my "to do" list, or I could be so flaming busy that I look up and it is time to leave.

(7am some pragrammers come in, 8am, some other people come in, 9am everybody else)

1:50-2:50, walk back to the car, turn on radio, listen to afternoon talk show host that annoys me, take top down if it doesn't look like it will rain, put in earplugs (oh, I probably never took them out all day long) Get home through not-to-bad traffic.

2:50 feed the dogs, shoo them outside, give them a treat. Turn on computer, check email (or find wife, hug and kiss wife, THEN go turn on the computer), hug and kiss wife.

3:00-8pm listen to wife, sit at computer, pay attention to wife, pay attention to doggies, check email, check HH and FF, apply stupid comments as necessary for a 6yo. Eat dinner around 4pm, snack too much. Work on anything that needs working on, could be a web site, could be an avatar, could be more work work, the yard, clean up my mess (which I never do, okay, never being a bit to long), watch TV, think about buying something I don't need but would be fun to have, use up way too much disk space on the computer with all of the video capturing. Be annoyed with Lucas and try to make a good copy of my Laser Disc of the original Star Wars to DVD. Those types of things.

8pm, bed time, usually.

[AspenMama]

4:30 A.M. -- Alarm goes off. I snooze it thinking I'll work out tonight.
5:00 A.M. -- Roll myself out of bed, feel around my nightstand for my glasses, hobble downstairs to find a cup of coffee and if I'm lucky-- I'll have the the automatic dealie the night before...
5:05 A.M.-- Back upstairs and into a long hot shower-- trying to scour myself awake--
5:20 A.M. -- Out of the shower-- dry, partially dress, hair products, toner, mosturizer on, flip on news channel
5:30 A.M. -- Turn on lights in hallway, snatch daughter out of bed, place her in sitting position on toliet.
5:35 A.M. -- Wake up son, tell him to "get a move on"
5:40 A.M. --- Back to daughter
5:45 A.M. -- Back to son
Etc...
6:00 A.M. --- Make up on, hair fixed, clothes decided upon, back and forth with kids, breakfast making, snack packing, last minute homework, field trip permission signing, egg spilled on floor cleaning up, last minute check writing for childcare before school--
7:00 A.M. --- Leave house with kids in tow
7:15 A.M. --- Arrive at the before-care program, sign in kids
7:30 A.M. --- Drive downtown 50 to 60 minutes. Avoid idiot drivers.
8:30 A.M. --- Arrive at work, write grants and stuff
4:30 P.M. --- Leave work, rush to pick up kids, grab dinner, head to ballet or karate class
7:00 P.M. --- Homework, baths, stories, bed for kids
9:00 P.M. --- Strive to not sit down before necessary stuff is done-- not succeed-- take out contacts, put on jammies,
10:00 P.M. -- Fall asleep with my glasses and lamp still on---not half the stuff done that needed to be done.

[LadyShea]

The dogs wake me up around 6:30 most mornings (but I have an alarm set for 7:30 just in case)

I get up, feed the dogs and make coffee
I drink coffee while checking the boards and email. If I have to take a pill in the morning, I will also eat some kind of breakfast
I then do all bathroom things like showering, teeth brushing, toilet things and sometimes (like now) an injection and take a pill.
Hair=twist clip, basic makeup (moisturizer and eyebrows), clothes on

Drive the couple blocks to work
Answer general service emails
Answer important managerial type emails
Answer phones whenever they ring
Return messages from previous evening
Surf the web
Go home for lunch or to a fast food place occasionally around 12:30
Check messages again
Check emails again
Surf the web
Answer calls
Las email check
Go home

Read, watch TV, surf the web, do laundry, do dishes, maybe eat maybe take a nap. I can do any or all of these things in the evenings, especially when I am alone


Gah, what a boring fucking day, huh?

[Ensign Steve]

0500 wake up
0520 physical readiness training
0630 shower
0645 dress, clean shower, floor, mirrors, dust, vacuum, make bed
0730 breakfast
0800 school
1130 lunch
1300 school
1600 nap or internet or tv
1730 dinner
1800 internet or tv or phone or study hall
2200 sleep

[AspenMama]

Gah, what a boring fucking day, huh?
Keep in mind that ancient Chinese curse.... "May you live in interesting times."

Sometimes, boring is good, I think.

[D. Scarlatti]

6:00 Alarm, gratuitous cursing.
6:02 Peepee.
6:04 Make coffee.
6:08 Boot up computer.
6:10 Drink orange juice.
6:14 Get coffee.
6:18 Read, fuck about.
7:45 Shower.
8:10 Get dressed.
8:14 Eat something.
8:19 Start car.
8:20 Drive car.
8:25 Park car.
8:30 Employment Discrimination. Laugh at Scalia.
9:45 Go to car, put more money in meter.
10:00 Law and Religion. Laugh at Scalia.
11:15 Go to car. Drive home.
11:20 Park car. Go upstairs.
11:25 Read, eat something.
12:49 Start car.
12:50 Drive car.
12:55 Park car.
1:00 Federal Courts. Laugh at Scalia, image of Richard Posner in loincloth.
2:15 Go to car, put more money in meter.
2:30 Criminal Process. Laugh at criminal appeals.
3:45 Go to car. Drive home.
3:50 Park car. Go upstairs.
3:53 Fuck about, read.
4:30 Get changed.
4:43 Start car.
4:44 Drive car.
4:57 Park car.
4:59 Punch in at work.
9:00 Lock door.
9:01 Count cash drawer, etc.
9:30 Punch out at work.
9:35 Stop by Margaret's, eat something.
11:00 Arrive home. Read, fuck about.
12:30 Fall asleep reading The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas.

That would be Wednesday.

[livius drusus]

9:35 Stop by Margaret's, eat something.
/me giggles

[ceptimus]

06:57 radio alarm
07:10 bathroom
07:30 breakfast, prepare sandwiches for lunch
08:00 drive to work
08:15 work
12:30 lunch (usually go for a walk, having already eaten sandwiches)
13:00 work
16:45 drive home
17:00 internet
18:00 dinner
18:30 internet and/or TV
23:00 read
00:00 sleep

[livius drusus]

What kind of sandwiches do you make?

Edit: I went ahead and made a sandwich thread (http://www.freethought-forum.com/forum/showthread.php?p=10024#post10024) in your honor.

[Dingfod]

I'm awakened by the dusty sunbeams shining in the open door of the cantina. I rub the sleep from eyes and pour myself a glass of the hair of the dog, downing it in one gulp. Then I yell at Maria to get up and cook me some goddamn eggs. Then I get up and stretch, scaring the pig and various chickens out the door. I grab the drunkards sleeping off another bender in my bar one by one by their belts and drag them outside to the street.

There I find Jose sleeping in the dirt next to the horse trough. I kick him in the ass and tell him to find Bill and Fred. Jose runs off down the street to the whorehouse to find my deputy and bailiff. Then I go to the larder, cut off a nice thick thick steak and toss it to the bear. By this time, Maria has fired up the stove and has my eggs and torillas started.

About the time I finish my breakfast, Bill and Fred come in asking what's up. "Goddamn it you shit-for-brains, court is about to be in session. Grab that first guy in the street, dammit." They drag a drowsy, dusty and hung-over cowboy in from where he lay and prop him up in front of where I sit. I place my pearl handled .45 on the table and bang my gavel. "The court of Judge Roy Bean, the Law West of the Pecos is now in session."

[viscousmemories]

On any given day I will ingest food, evacuate waste, sleep, and surf fora. There is no consistent timing for any of these occurrences.

[xorbie]

Well it depends what class I have:

MWF:

Wake up at 8:20, eat breakfast, go to Organic Chemistry and Linear Algebra.
Come back, eat lunch, go to Mollecular Biology and then Dif. Eq II. Come back, screw around, eat dinner, do some work.

TuTh:

Wake up at 11:00. Eat lunch/breakfast, go to Real Analysis, come back, screw around, eat dinner, work out, do some homework.

Not bad, all in all.

[wade-w]

Weekdays, Weekends, they're pretty much all the same. They all suck.

Wake up whenever, surf forums and job sites, send off resumes that will get ignored, repeat as necessary.

[pzmyers]

I'm an academic. There are no predictable patterns in my schedule. The only constants are that since I'm single-parenting during the week, I have to get the kids off to school by 8, and have dinner fixed at 6. Other than that, no two days are alike, and I've typically got to put in 10-12 hours of varied miscellaneous gunk.

Part of that gunk is a couple of hours every day reading science, though, so I can't complain.

[seebs]

I don't have a fixed schedule. I get up around 11-12 most days, putter around for an hour or so before breakfast, then start working on whatever project is in front of me. Wednesday afternoon, I tend to take a brief nap and then go to church in the evening; apart from that, no fixed events.

[Farren]

I don't have a fixed schedule. I get up around 11-12 most days, putter around for an hour or so before breakfast, then start working on whatever project is in front of me. Wednesday afternoon, I tend to take a brief nap and then go to church in the evening; apart from that, no fixed events.

Ditto, apart from the church thing

[Gawen]

warrenly, the OP asks what your day is like...not what your day dreams are like... :D

[Dingfod]

warrenly, the OP asks what your day is like...not what your day dreams are like... :DI work shift work. I don't have a weekday. Every day at work is either Monday or Friday. Sometimes I have three Mondays a week, but there is always only one Friday.

But, when I'm off shift, here's how it might go:

Get up at 5:30 after hitting the snooze button at least three times. Take a leak. Turn on the lights in Roxy's bathroom. Wake her up. Go back to bed for 15 minutes. Get back up and wake her up again. Go back to bed for 15 minutes. Get back up and wake her up again, this time turning off her fan and turning on her desk lamp. Go to the kitchen and pour myself a Diet Dr Pepper. Take my Zoloft and blood pressure meds and vitamins. Fry up some eggs and sausage for Roxy and myself.

After Roxy has left for early band practice, I go back to bed and physically kick my wife out of bed (if she has to work her early shift). OK, not kick so much as shove with my feet (very cold feet at this point, cold from being on the tile floor of the kitchen). She gets up (off the floor) and ambles off to the bathroom. I fall back to sleep.

I get up at the crack of noon, feeling mentally refreshed by physically over-rested, if that's even possible. So, then I begin my workout regimine, which involves my right hand, tissues and porn sites. This used to take only a few minutes, but with the callouses and the Zoloft, it takes all afternoon. You should see my right forearm muscle development, it is awesome.

Just before Roxy comes home from school, I delete all the porn sites from brouser history, and start reading the news sites, political sites, Straight Dope, ULRP, James Randi, FF, HH, and IIDB. After my eyes go blurry from reading all the stupid shit Bush and the Republicans have been up to for the day, I shut down the computer, fire up the motorcycle and go for a two hour ride to empty my mind and recharge my metaphysical batteries.

Sometimes, I'll just pick up some popcorn chicken for Roxy and chicken livers for me from the Wal-Mart deli on my way back to the house. We eat our "dinner" while vegging out in front of the TV. I pour myself an iced tea tumbler full of Texas Tea* and get staggering drunk, often falling asleep on the floor. I don't go to bed until someone nudges me from my resting place.

*Jack Daniels and Everclear with a dash of Diet Dr Pepper for color.

OK, not all of the above it true, but like the story of Judge Roy Bean, it is true, for the most part.

[JoeP]

0620. First beep of the alarm clock. Sometimes I'm already awake, sometimes it's a struggle. If I have a good dream, I'd like to write it down, but I've found that hard this year: I just want to wallow in the sleepy feeling. 2 minutes later, I can't remember anything of the dream.
0625. Second beep of the alarm clock. Try to remember if I need to go somewhere on time today, and where; if not, the following times are greatly extended.
0630. Breakfast (cereal and coffee).
0645. Shower, shave, brush teeth.
0700. Get dressed.
0715 (now this is getting quite optimistic). Leave house. (More often I only leave after 8 when the traffic is starting to get a bit less choked up.)
0755. Hypothetically, arrive on time for 0800 meeting in Rivonia (official start of working day). Usually I refuse any meetings before 0830...
or
0845. Arrive 15 minutes late for 0830 meeting in Midrand because the traffic there is horrendous.

Attend meetings. Check email. Reject meeting requests. Surf the net, visit FF. Fill in project reports. Draw process diagrams. Write vision statements (no, really). Write checklists. Write process templates.

1145. Go to canteen with the Afrikaans guys who like a hot meal about then.
or
1300. Jump in the car, on own or with colleague, to get sandwiches or chicken for lunch, because they closed the snack bar in the office park.

Create presentations (I seem to do a lot of this). Check email. Attempt to schedule meetings. Surf the net, visit FF. Attend more meetings. Drive from one office to another or to client for meetings. Check email.

1715 or later. Leave office, after the worst of the rush hour.
1745 or later. Home. Greet wife, child (carefully: no disturbing if busy with homework, otherwise dangerously bouncy), and cats (maow), and occasionally dog. Help daughter with homework, if necessary and if possible. Otherwise tickle, chase round house and release energy. Help with cooking, if only by serving glass of wine. I have such a conventional gender-stereotyped family life atm.
1900. Connect to net, check email.
1930. Eat dinner in front of whatever TV the family wants to watch.
2000. Return to computer. Email, forums, programming, whatever avenue of interest I'm currently hooked on. Hug and kiss daughter goodnight. Sometimes, discuss things with wife ... but not much communication.
2300 ... or 0000 ... or ... Drag myself off to bed.

[JoeP]

Take my Zoloft and blood pressure meds and vitamins.
Forgot that step. Different names, same routine.
This used to take only a few minutes, but with the callouses and the Zoloft, it takes all afternoon. You should see my right forearm muscle development, it is awesome.

Oh yes, Zoloft. I was happy to go off that. (Callouses? :eek: )

[JoeP]

You should see my right forearm muscle development, it is awesome.
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