Funemployment is coming to an end soon (to make way for real employment!) so I figured I needed to document and remember this special time that I way too often took for granted. As mentioned earlier, there are perks that I love (namely, seeing hubs during the day, visiting friends, running errands at my leisure, etc.) and I don’t want to forget them when my next season begins. So here’s a mostly-typical day in the life.
6:00 a.m. | Wake up
Hub’s awake, I’m awake. While he showers I steam his outfit (I’d say I steam mine, but the regular uniform for me is running shorts with a t-shirt), make his lunch, fix breakfast, and make the bed/straighten up.
We’re out the door and I’m driving Joe to work. Drop off, kisses, and then to the gym.
Head into the gym (after reading some news on my phone in the car). Contemplate how much I want to do, enjoy some weight lifting while praying to not kill my back, and get my butt kicked on the stairclimber, aka beast. I’m a sweaty mess after 20-something minutes on it so I call it a day.
9:00 a.m. – Noon
Breakfast (gluten free waffles with PB, banana, and honey; woofed down too fast to take a picture), coffee, quiet time, internet time. Research clothes and purses (#firstworld), blog, realize the internet is stealing my life, and head down to wash Joe’s car. Realize when I start my job, this job won’t be mine alone anymore! #win
Mop, make sure all dishes are done, clean myself up (slightly; as that I’m in funemployment I do not bother to wash my hair all that often), and snack (foreshadowing: should have snacked more)
Head out to check out some shoes and bags.
No shoe stores have sizes I need, everything is mildly uncomfortable, and hangry sets in. Panic in the store at the idea of not finding anything and peace out and then get stuck in traffic. Check google maps which tells me it’s going to take me over 30 minutes to get the 1.6 miles home. Reroute myself to a path that takes 12 minutes.
Dinner (leftover greek chicken and salad) and reading. Bemoan traffic.
Husband’s home early! Wine and games–specifically, Carcassone!
Bestie from NYC calls! Pause the game.
Game resumes, I get owned.
Teeth brushing and face washing and time for sleep.
And that’s my current typical day in the life not working in Atlanta–gym, errands, reading, cooking.