So my friend Josh sent a link to this website to me today. http://dailyroutines.typepad.com/
Typically he sends very few links and the stuff he sends is pretty good so you might accurately say he has "an account in good standing" with me as it were. So I naturally opened the email and clicked on the link.
Now before you click on the link let me say that Josh knows I am looking to formulate my daily routine. I struggle with when to get up and when to go to bed. I struggle with when to pray, when to exercise and how much discipline to put into my routine. Josh, on the other hand, appears to have it all licked. He rides a bike to his work as a doctor and surgeon. He has the discipline to wear dress clothes including a tie when far less formal attire would seem commonplace on the job. He is disciplined....and I am not so disciplined it would appear at this time in my life. However, I am fully aware of the trappings of comparing my insides to other peoples' outsides.
Anyway, back to my point. My point is that (go ahead, click on the link if you want, but come back to the story here) if you look at the Daily Routines website you can see the recaps of the daily routines of famous writers and other people. Nuts like Churchill or Darwin and heroes like Fred Rogers and George Bush.
So with a lot of prodding from friends to write something and this constant presence of a need to take inventory of my daily routine here is my blog post that you read now. I will now post my Daily Routine. Then...I will let that sink in and see if I feel like changing it. (not my post, but rather my actual routine)
Oh, one more thought before I thrill you with my Brilliant Tales of Scrawny Middle-Aged Web Dude and Father let me give you a little background on me. We know who Barack Obama and Stephen King are before reading their posts on the website so here is a little about me before you read mine. I'm a scrawny, middle-aged father of 4 young children (and one grown daughter) that works in technology and loves Little Debbies. There.
My Daily Routine entry as if it were written on www.dailyroutines.typepad.com -
Given the fact that Scott's wife basically runs the family single-handedly it's amazing that he doesn't have the sense to wake up earlier and actually get something done in the morning. But no, he wakes up at the last minute (just a few moments before his wife yells at him from the kitchen in the middle of making breakfast for the children), stumbles into the shower and emerges just as the kids have all been sent off to school. Well played Lazy Bones...well played.
His day is a series of repetitious trips to the coffee machine, bathroom, printer and friends desks for light banter. Only sporadically does he actually sit and do anything at his laptop. Extended lunch normally consisting of the actual task of eating coupled with some window shopping at Atlantic Station or the sporting goods store. Then a good, solid 2 hours of un-focused work in the afternoon with yet another coffee break or three ending in a yawn and departure at the late, late hour of 4:00 p.m. to head home. Home - where the real work begins.
Evenings are nuts. We shall warn you now. Crazy kids running everywhere, homework, yelling, activities, exercise, projects, drama, crying and then....the Three B's. Baths, books and bed. Then, his wife wants to bring up all of the stuff she needs him to do. Trips to Kroger or the drug store. Perhaps a run to Wal-Mart. Has the trash been taken out? Does the dog need a bath? Then the second most restful time of the day, next to being at work, comes next when he spends the late evening hours between 9 and midnight surfing the web on his iPad, watching television or playing some video games on the PS3 in his basement covered with cheddar cheese popcorn fallout.
Good solid 6 hours of sleep and then it's back up in the morning to start pumping himself full of coffee and donuts and the guilt of having done so.
Atlanta Journal-Constitution 2012