And looking up, I noticed I was late.
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat.
Trying to figure out what album to listen to tonight. Well, which one to start with. We are big Pink Floyd fans.
Wait. Queen - “Night at the Opera”
And looking up, I noticed I was late.
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat.
Trying to figure out what album to listen to tonight. Well, which one to start with. We are big Pink Floyd fans.
Wait. Queen - “Night at the Opera”
I’m a retired night owl. I used to get up somewhere between noon and 2 p.m. depending on what would be happening that day. My cat Seven was diagnosed with diabetes a few months ago so now my schedule is more rigid. I get up at 12:30 and immediately feed Seven and her daughter Trei. I take my meds. I walk through the house opening the curtains and check the front porch for any deliveries. I eat a granola bar while I check Facebook and here. At 1:10 I give Seven her insulin shot. Once that is done, I can start with any plans.
Every morning when I wake up there’s a halo hanging from my girlfriend’s four post bed.
My bladder wakes me most nights around 3:30 a.m. So I go take care of that, then take a pill that requires an empty stomach. So that’s done. Then I go back to sleep until a more civilized hour, usually around 7:00 a.m.
At 7:00, I arise for good, throw on some clothes and brush my teeth. I don’t shower daily, but every other day.
After sheveling, it’s off to the kitchen to brew coffee. With coffee, I take the other prescribed med for the day. Then I check my email to see if I need to put out any work fires (rare), then on to the SDMB. First for moderator tasks – those sometimes can take a bit of time – then on to catching up with the day’s news. Then I skim various publications to make sure I’m decently informed.
It’s my favorite time of the day. I get a couple quiet hours before I have to wake the little dog, who will occupy as much of my attention as he can manage for the rest of the day.
I thought you were retired?
Mostly, but not completely. I still retain a few clients. This is a sole proprietor business I started in a part-time capacity, concurrent with my years with the courts in the early 90s, that grew into a full-time business after we moved to Oregon. It’s now back to very part time. It usually takes me only a few days each month to do the work now.
I get up in the morning (time varies considerably, but around 6:30 to 7:00 most days) and make two cups of coffee in the kitchen and bring them up to the bedroom where my wife and I discuss the upcoming day.
I get up between 6:30-7:00am.
I eat cereal (not great, I know.)
I spend 15-30 minutes cross-stitching, depending on my schedule. This helps me wake up.
I say goodbye to my family on their way out the door.
After dithering for way longer than is justified, I shower.
I go to work.
That’s pretty much it.
I mostly get up between 6 and 7 (a bit later on Sundays because I have stayed up till midnight on Saturday listening to Saturday Night Jazz), go pee, then lay out my wife’s morning pills one of which she has to take at least 1/2 hour before breakfast, then come back to bed for a morning hug. Half hour or so later, I get up, get dressed, help my wife make the bed, then go to the kitchen and put the water on to boil for her coffee and my tea, while doing my morning stretching and taking my pills. Then I have breakfast and she eventually joins me. Then I wordle and the spelling bee, read the paper, and eventually make lunch.
Let’s see.
On weekdays I wake up, go use the bathroom, take a shower, shave, and do all the usual grooming (teeth, hair, etc.) and get dressed, Then I go into the living room and let the dog out to go do his business. I then go into kitchen and make a pot of coffee. During the ten minutes while I wait on the coffee maker, I usually check my emails and texts from overnight.
Then I gather my stuff, make a cup of coffee and go to work. Three days a week that means walking a few feet into my home office, and the other two I go into the actual office.
Weekends are typically a lot slower. I usually get up, put pants on, make coffee and slowly start my day.
“When I wake up in the morning light
I pull on my jeans and I feel all right
I pull my blue jeans on”
Get out of bed, put dentures in, have sip of coffee.
Have my breakfast of chocolate muffin and water.
I generally wake around 0530. I take care of my bio needs, record my weight and then sit in my office chair. I have six pills I need to take every morning for my prostate cancer treatment. (a week from Monday my Urologist and I will discuss these meds. Maybe I will be able to eliminate them) Once that is done, I pour my first cup of coffee of the day. My wife is usually up by then and she needs her diet coke.
After reading news and other items on the internet I make up our bed and get into my sweats. When she is ready we head out for ninety minutes or so at the gym, and then we are ready to face the rest of the day.
My contribution here is to say that “wake up every morning” is not how I roll. Even before I retired, I kept crazy hours, though I at least tried to show up for work while it was still daylight. Now it’s all over the place. I can be awake or asleep at any random time – completely unpredictable! But mostly I stick to my night-owl tendencies. Back in my work life, when I had a difficult problem to solve, the answer usually came to me around 2 or 3 AM.
This used to be me until I had a child, and a fixed schedule, and now it’s just not feasible to stay up that late. And I’m ready for bed by 10pm, asleep by 11pm most nights. But it’s so, so easy for me to get thrown off track because my natural inclination is to stay up late.
Release The Hounds!
The game’s afoot!
Usually, I wake up about 6:30, and start cooking breakfast and making lunches for me and the kids. Their school doesn’t provide lunches so I send them off with bento lunches, with rice and a couple of dishes. I usually cook breakfast as well, but don’t have time to sit down and eat.
At 6:40, I wake my son up and get him fed. I take him to school leaving at 7:20 with a 20-minute round trip time. He has soccer practice in the morning.
I come back and wake up my daughter, get her ready and fed and take her to school at 8:20.
Finally, I’m home and can shower and then prepare for my classes.
I live for the weekends.
At some point, I do check the news not only to see if anything crazy has happened in the US, but also to see if the Chinese have invaded Taiwan or not.
Right there with ya’(except an hour later!).
I ask myself: “Is he dead yet?” (T…P)