Just Another Day in Paradise
My day starts fairly early. I’m usually up and out the door by 6 a.m. with my dog at my side to get in his daily walk. We like to walk early; it’s cooler and there is less traffic. Our walk, practically, never covers less than 2 miles. He’s a good walker, well trained, but still likes to pay attention to cats and tenses up when he sees a squirrel. You can tell he’d love to try catching one. As soon as we get home, I like to pull weeds from the flower beds. They just seem to come out easier in the morning – no doubt due to the moist soil.
Our walk being over, I sit down to read the news and yesterdays mail. My sons are still in bed, and will probably still be there when I leave for work (one is over 20, the other is a teenager. My wife leaves for work about the same time as I get back with the dog.
Breakfast is fast and simple; either a can of soup or a sandwich, then it’s off to work.
I work a hybrid shift. Our company downsized and streamlined itself practically out of existence. Now everybody is multi-functional. My hours keep me there from late morning to early evening (the busiest part of the day).
It’s warehouse work, so I’m on the move all day, pulling and stocking parts. Not a glorious job, but work none the less. There is no airflow in the building, so going to the dock to load or unload a truck is a pleasant change of pace. Sometime during the day, I stop for lunch – there’s no set hour, you go when you can.
After work I slide home in no hurry and throw together a late dinner than can be made in an hour or less. Try to sneak onto the computer if nobody is there or sit down and watch a TV show if the computer is busy.