5:32 a.m.: Wake up. Ryan's alarm goes off, and he quietly gets ready to leave for an early morning workout. I lay in bed trying to fall back to sleep but no dice. I check Instagram and finally roll out of bed 20 minutes later. I change into workout clothes and my sweet puppies comes trotting up to me, tails wagging, wanting their morning hello. I pet them and let them out into the backyard while I fill up a water bottle and get Netflix rolling in the office/work out room.
6:12 a.m. I'm on the elliptical, watching Randy Knows Best on Netflix. I wish I knew why I love the Say Yes to the Dress franchise as much as I do, but I just don't.
6:44 a.m. Off the elliptical and headed to the shower. Ryan's still gone.
6:45 - 7:20 a.m. I get ready and try not to change my outfit an obnoxious number of times. I hate that. I dress business casual for work, but if I don't have any big meetings that day I'll tend to the more casual side of business. Today we're doing a training session for our tour guides/volunteers who help greet visitors at riverboat dockings, and I know we'll be on and off a bus a lot so I make sure to wear comfy wedges. I get my baked oatmeal ready and throw it in the oven. While it bakes I walk the dogs. I read my book (Dark Places by Gillian Flynn) while I blow day my hair.
7:35 a.m. My baked oatmeal is ready, today it has blueberries in it, yum! I make a smoothie to take to work for my 10 a.m. snack.- I make Ryan one too and stash it in the fridge. Ryan calls me, he's on his way home.
7:40 a.m. Ryan's home. He's hot and sweaty from his workout so he's not upset about the smoothie in the fridge. I throw together my gym bag, grab my snacks for the day (smoothie + apple/peanut butter), take out the trash and get ready to leave.
7:52 a.m. Kiss Ryan goodbye and head to work. It's a short drive and since the local college is out for the summer there's hardly any traffic.
8:00 a.m. Get to work. Head inside and get the coffee started; our volunteers are already arriving for the morning's training session.
8:30 a.m. Paddlewheel (we call our riverboat greeting volunteers "paddlewheelers") training is underway! I think I'm getting more out of this than they are, it's all great info. We really hash out the boat dockings, who will be at the table at the riverfront welcoming passengers, who will be giving what tour on what bus.
9:00 a.m. A city "bus" (more like a small trolley) has arrived and we all board. Each volunteer gives a 15 minutes speel; I learn things about my hometown I didn't know before, and take lots of notes on the practicalities of giving tours-our volunteers are aging, and we had 2 step down this summer, so we're short staffed and I'll be manning some of the tours for this year's dockings.
10:30 a.m. Done with the tour and back to the office for more hashing out. Jimmie John's arrives with our lunch around 11.
11:30 a.m. Volunteers are headed out the door. I sit down and start on e-mails, which I haven't managed to check yet today with the training going on.
12:15 p.m. I text Ryan that there's lots of leftover food; I know he most likely will not make it home for lunch today. He stops by and we talk for about 5 minutes while he eats, then he's out the door and on the way to his next meeting.
12:20 p.m. Staff meeting to go over everyone's calendars. We normally do this on Monday mornings but 2 of our 5 staff members were out yesterday so we buzz through schedules now.
1:00 p.m. I walk down the street to the printers to pick up a poster...bring it back, immediately determine it's wrong, so back down the street I go. It's HOT-heat index of 102! The temp is only 94 but Southeast Missouri has wicked humidity, which makes it always feel hotter. Before I even get back to the office the printer has called to say their laminator is broken and it'll be at least two weeks. Boo.
|Doesn't it just LOOK hot?|
3:05 p.m. Arrive at the dentist. I hoped I could get in earlier than my 3:20 appointment, as neither Ryan nor I got home to let our puppies out at lunch like they're used to, but they're backed up. I get my teeth cleaned and a good report card.
4:10 p.m. I get to Ryan's office, which houses the track teams weight room. Ryan has encouraged me to lift this summer, as I complain about being soft. He says my problem isn't weight, but that I'd be happier with myself if I worked on my body composition. I hate lifting SO MUCH but I want to stick it out through the summer to try to see a difference. I'm finally feeling a little more confident in the weight room and I get done with my workout in under an hour.
5:00 p.m. Home! I let Oscar and Ninja out of their crate. I sit outside on the porch swing with my book while they run around in the yard. Drag the trash can in, start hanging up a load of wash that Ryan put in this morning.
5:20 p.m. Ryan's home. We both get started on dinner-we have a bunch of tomatoes from the farmer's market to use up, so he's making one of my absolute favorites, his homemade tomato sauce! I slice up zucchini and squash on the mandolin for zucchini noodles.
5:40 p.m. Sauce is simmering. I touch up the polish on my toes and start working on this post and have a snack of chips/salsa since dinner is an hour away.
6:45 p.m. Dinnertime, and it's SO GOOD! I have been loving zucchini noodles lately, I can eat a ton and not feel overly stuffed. Now that Ryan isn't in season he cooks about half the time and I cook the other half.
7:00 p.m. We clean up from dinner and Ryan turns on Borderlands while I read some more. Oscar gets his favorite chin scratch.
7:40 p.m. My mom calls, she and my sisters are headed to get Fro Yo and do we want to come? Not being one to turn down Fro Yo no matter how full I still am for dinner, we crate the dogs and hop in the car. At the fro yo place, I assemble the following masterpiece of honey vanilla greek yogurt fro you with fresh strawberries, mini chocolate chips and crushed oreos on top. Honestly a perfect creation, there's nothing I could have done to make it better.
8:30 p.m. We get home, let the dogs back out. Ryan plays more Borderlands and I read.
9:30 p.m. I kiss Ryan goodnight and head to bed and turn on an old episode of Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations on Youtube, I'm out in less than 5.
What does a Tuesday look like for you?