Top O’ the Morning to You Bookworms!
One of my favorite bloggers, Trish of Love, Laughter, and a Touch of Insanity, announced an event recently encouraging bloggers to document a day in their lives. It’s an opportunity for book bloggers to show that there’s more to us than just reading. How much more, I can’t really say, but definitely a little bit more. Like, I don’t know, 11% more. Or something. Lucky for y’all, I decided to document St. Patrick’s Day, and it turned out to be the most eventful ordinary day I’ve had in a good long time. Are you ready?!
7:18 am: Woke up after 2 dalliances with snooze button.
7:27 am: Got in shower. I may or may not have fallen asleep on the toilet. Judge lest not ye be judged!
7:45 am: Left for work.
7:47 am: Realized it was St. Patrick’s Day and I had forgotten to wear green. Seriously, Katie? Your last name is Kelly! What kind of an impostor Irish woman are you?
8:16 am: Arrived at work.
8:20 am: I was shamed by co-worker for lack of green. I deserved it.
9:01 am: I drank some #ToffeeCoffee (ie, coffee with Heath flavored creamer, which is my current obsession. Mostly because it rhymes and I made a fun hashtag.)
9:58 am: Compared new art in boss’s office to the Eye of Horus. Had to explain to boss that I had Egypt on the brain thanks to having just finished reading Cleopatra: A Life by Stacy Schiff (review). It could be worse. I could be my husband who refers to the AT&T building in Nashville as “The Eye of Sauron.” (I think Sauron might be somehow responsible for the God awful traffic we were stuck in for 2 hours when we drove through last time. Boo.)
11:00 am: I ate some butter toffee flavored almonds because I am all about the toffee and protein-rich snacks that curb the desire to gnaw off my own arm. I basically want to eat everything all the time. I’m still in winter mode where I become bearlike and want to do nothing more than eat all the things and hibernate.
12:05 pm: Left to pick up co-worker/pal/mother-of-dragons (Kathy) for lunch date from other office location. (Kidding, not mother of dragons. I mean, unless you think dragons RULE, which I kind of do. Her kidlets own my heart. #CrazyAuntKatie loves you!)
12:20 pm: Had lunch with Kathy at Noodles & Company because we both had coupons for free lunch. Holla! It’s the perk of the two of us both having March birthdays. I ate the Med Salad with Chicken, obvi. I simply cannot get enough olives and feta in my life. ALL THE SALTY!
12:50 pm: Stopped at Target so Kathy could pick up diaper rash ointment for my goddaughter’s tushie. While there, I purchased a cheap green scarf to allay my St. Pat’s guilt. I also bought a small bag of Cadbury Mini Eggs because I am a bear and those things are friggin delicious.
1:05 pm: Returned Kathy to her office. Visited Office Beagle. I’ve been missing him terribly since I moved into the new building. Just look at that face!
2:36 pm: Vending machine maintenance guy came for repair. He sought me out and bought me a soda because he saw the email I sent to my boss explaining the broken machine (and the fact that the Diet Dr. Pepper was taunting me.) I can only assume he found my personification of soda amusing enough to warrant a freebie.
6:00 pm: Worked a bit late as I took a long lunch to visit Office Beagle. Changed for gym.
6:35 pm: Went to Body Combat class. Punching and kicking the air for an hour makes me feel like a badass. I know I would never get into a fight, let alone win one, but it’s excellent cardio and fools me into feeling powerful for an hour. Plus, it feels AWESOME to fake punch and kick things. Sometimes I imagine I am beating up annoying fictional characters…
7:35 pm: Left gym a sweaty, stinking mess. I sweat more than normal, dainty ladies. It’s pretty gross.
7:50 pm: Arrived home a sweaty, stinking mess. Talked to hubs, who was gentlemanly enough (for once) not to mention the stench.
8:30 pm: Microwaved Steamfresh noodles and veggies for dinner. I was way too lazy to cook actual food at this point.
9:00 pm: Blogged while drinking a hard cider and watching bad television.
10:00 pm: Went to bed. Read Hausfrau until eyelids were good and droopy.
11:15 pm: ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZ… (Sorry. I snore. Part of the whole being a bear thing, I think.)
Nary a green beer to be found this year, I’m afraid. That’s what happens when you’re old and boring, I guess. My day-to-day life is pretty much like this, only a bit less interesting. And you wonder why I read so much. Living vicariously is the best.
What do your days look like, Bookworms? I don’t need minute by minute assessments, but I must admit I’m terribly curious. Fill me in!
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