Seriously. I want to know. The 5 o’clock whistle blows.
So, what happens at the end of your day? Now I realize each day may be a little different, but generally speaking…do you go home and veg out in front of the television. Do you have to pick up your kids from soccer…ballet…choir…you name it?
Me, I used to come home from work most days and walk my puppies. Charlotte and Bramwell. They greet me at the door with exultation. I can’t begin to tell you how that feels. Well, if you have dogs, you know how that feels.
This is an aside…when I go into the bathroom each time, I go through a little inventory of my life…yes I do. I ask myself…how am I feeling today?…fat, tired, energetic, young, old, excited. I go through the gambit. I do this every time I enter the bathroom stall…I know, crazy right?
I do a smaller version of this on my way home from work each night. Is this what my life is…
- Get up
- Shower
- Get dressed
- Eat Breakfast
- Watch a little morning news
- Walk Bramwell
- Give Bramwell a dog biscuit on our return
- Dry and style my hair
- Brush my teeth
- Shut the pocket doors
- Turn off the lights
- Turn off the T.V.
- Turn on the radio
- Give Brammy a dog biscuit
- Grab my purse and sometimes my workout clothes
- Turn and say to Brammy…Guard the house!
- Drive to work
- Work
- Lunch
- Drive home from work…and here is where I divert…sometimes, I go to the grocery store, or workout, or stop after work for a glass of wine or two with a co-worker
- Arrive home
- Walk Bramwell
- Eat dinner
- Watch some T.V.
- If I am ambitious, do some laundry
- If I am ambitious, brush my teeth, and then…
- Go to bed
- Then I wake up…and start all over again
I do fit in some knitting and reading along the way. I Skyped with my sister and her significant other tonight. I love connecting with family.
So what does the end of your day look like?
-thotlady
I am a SAHM. There is no quitting time:-)
After a long day of giving massages, I come home to my wonderful husband. Usually he has made dinner for me. Then I sit in my massage chair in front of the fireplace, eat my dinner and fall asleep. Sometimes if I didn’t do 5 massages that day I knit. Kinda boring I know, but one only has so much energy, and mind is gone at the end of the day. Luckily so is my husbands.
I am a stay at home wife. I get to do whatever I want on my own schedule. Yes I am spoiled.
1. take the metro home for 45 minutes
2. get picked up at metro by husband and two children
3. make dinner and/or eat dinner-depends on how ambitious husband is
4. every few nights give the kids a bath
5. read to kids or lay in bed and watch movie with them
6. veg out watching qvc after kids get put in their own beds
7. take nyquil
8. crash
after working there is not a whole lot of time for anything else. that’s why I hate M-F
Home. Say hi to and pet each nearby cat.
Stop in the bathroom and turn the water on for one cat.
Change into yoga pants.
To the kitchen where I give out the meds to the old man cat, and feed him.
Check the water dishes. Check the dry food dish.
Check my blood sugar.
Grab a bottle of water that already has crystal light in in from the fridge and a fiber bar from the cabinet.
Plop down behind my computer on the couch, turn the TV on, turn the computer on.
Later I will make my lunch for the next day.
Doesn’t vary a whole lot. Sometimes I eat more than a fiber bar.