I read several blogs and follow a couple religiously and I enjoy them immensely. Some people have such a way with words that they can make the most mundane events of daily life worth reading. I am just not one of those people. I don’t have the ability to put my boring, same old same old life into entertaining words.
My average day consist of a 6am wake up call. Snooze button x2 and then up and moving. Get dressed, grab necessities of the day, cell phone, iPod and smokes. If there is coffee take some if not some will be waiting for me at work. I’m usually out the door by 6:30-6:35. I take the same route to work everyday, see some of the same cars everyday. Seeing those same cars lets me know we’re all on time. I pull into the complex, dodge the same people everyday and work my way to my parking space. As I head into my office I extinguish the second smoke of the day, wave good morning to the guys and head inside.
Once inside, I have a few minutes before I can clock in. 6:53-7:07 is clock in time. Say good morning to my male counterpart (who makes the first pot of coffee) turn on my computer, get coffee if I didn’t bring any. Usually the Admin wonders by and good morning are exchanged while I enter my password to get the day started. When I hear the Admin clock in I am reminded that I left my ID card in the car so I go retrieve it and clock in. Let the day begin. For the next few minutes the rest of the office slowly trickles in and clocks in and more good morning are exchanged. During this time I’m usually catching up on the news that I’ve missed while I was sleeping. CNN, NBC-2, New-Press start me off and then AutoCAD and GIS begin the work.
My work consist of drawing plan and profiles of swale repairs in AutoCAD or adding swale repair elevations in GIS. I call this grown up educated coloring. I work in Public Works for city government. When I first started with the city I worked outside in swale restoration, tree trimming, pot hole repair, road shoulder repair, trash pickup and then my education came into play and I was promoted to CAD Operator/Design Specialist. Grown up, educated, coloring. Now I work inside with all the political bullshit. Many of my days are spent with my iPod on so I don’t have to hear all the stuff that’s going on. I go outside more than I should to smoke and I drink way2much coffee but I am a productive member of the city’s staff.
At 3pm my workday is essentially over. I finish up my coloring, rinse the coffee pot and my cup. Scan the most recent headlines and wait for the clock to read 3:23. Yes, I am a clock watcher, an 8 and skate. Out the door, dodging the same guys, home the same route. At 4:30 I go to pick up my significant other, who also works for the city, but 8-5 in a different department. I sit outside and wave and speak to her coworkers until she comes out and then it’s time for the recap of her day. She has much more stuff going on each day since she works in a customer service division than I do coloring.
That’s it. That’s my day. There may be a few variations but for the most part that’s it in a nutshell. Home life doesn’t vary much either. Monday nights we spend yelling at the TV during city council meetings. Right now, Tuesdays and Wednesdays are focused on American Idol. Thursdays=Survivor and Fridays are whatever. There is always the same what do you want for dinner discussion and ignoring the dogs constant barking and whining while waiting for the 6:15 feed time. Then 10:00-10:30 get ready for bed routine. Sleep and start all over again at 6am.
Weekends are lazy. Take this weekend for example. We have a walk thru on Wednesday by the property management company and there is so much stuff that needs to be done, but I can’t seem to come up with any motivation to do it. I see it all around me, but that’s it. I hate people coming into my house. I don’t even invite my friends over. Now I have to allow people in who are actually going to care what it looks like. I can’t stand it. It is completely stressing me out to the point of wanting to crawl in bed, pull the covers up and hiding until it’s over.
There is just nothing worthy in my day to put into a blog.
"There is just nothing worthy in my day to put into a blog."
ReplyDeleteWell, that was worth it for me.