UGHHHHH today's prompt is to write about your day in GIFs? But I HATE GIFs. Hahahaha just kidding. I love GIFs. Everybody knows that. I apologize right now if all these GIFs make your computer slow or if they don't work properly on your phone, but I don't know what to do about that so let's just look at some moving pictures and be entertained.
On a normal weekday I set 5 alarms: 5:45, 5:48, 6:10, 6:15, and 6:25. I usually get woken up by that stupid bird outside my window around 5:30, and I shut off all the alarms until 6:15. They I don't usually get up until 6:30 and I always want to murder my alarm clock when it goes off for the last time.
Then I like, put my face together. I have a routine and I never waver from it. What's that? You want to know what it is? Ok. Wash face brush teeth do hair do makeup get dresses. I've gotten pretty good at doing all of that when I'm half asleep. Then I give some shirts the smell test to see if I can wear them once more before washing them, and that's how I get ready for work.
I have to leave by 6:55 to get to work at 7. Yeah I know, my commute sucks SO bad. I have a desk job so I mostly just sit at a computer all day and make phone calls and try to avoid getting my boss coffee and sometimes I think about crawling under my desk and taking a siesta but I never do because I think the floor is gross and plus I think I'd get in trouble for sleeping at work.
But sometimes I'm so tired that I feel like this adorable bunny.
Let's see... lunch happens around 1230 and I have a schedule for those. Mondays I meet my dad, Tuesday and Thursdays I have lunch with my Grandma, Wednesdays I go home and take a nap, and Fridays I meet my mom, sister, and niece. This is really great whenever my boss wants to have lunch because I can just tell him how busy I am and how it won't work out ... bummer dude.
Sometimes my work gets pretty exciting, like when a light bulb goes out and everybody decides I'm the one who gets to replace it so I have to stand on my desk in heels and try to reach the light. Probably the most exciting days are when my boss decides we're going to have happy hour at work. That's actually my favorite.
Once 4pm rolls around I scurry my patootie out of the office and into my car as fast as possible.
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When I get home it's usually about .05 seconds until I've put on the baggiest, least attractive sweat pants and T-shirt I own and have set myself up on the couch with Netflix and popsicles.
And then 8pm comes around and it's time to get ready for bed. Then around 9 I'll call Keith and we'll be on the phone for like, 20 minutes to an hour and we usually hang up when I start talking gibberish because I accidentally fell asleep on the phone. And that's pretty much it. Sometimes it varies a little, like sometimes I actually eat dinner instead of just sucking on popsicles, and sometimes I watch About Time instead of watching Netflix, and every once in a blue moon one of my friends will come over or something, but for the most part this is what my day looks like. Exciting, RIGHT? I know. You're welcome.