“I get up at 6am and hit snooze rather than getting straight up. This means I don’t have time to go for a run, and get straight in the shower. I skip breakfast and jump straight in the car – can’t face listening to the news headlines this morning so flick some music on and drive on autopilot. I’d be lying if I said I kept to the speed limit 100%!
I get to the office around 7.30am and rather than use this quiet time of the day to get some solid work done, I open Google Reader and check Google Analytics. Time for a cup of tea – I am trying to stick to decaff at the moment, but as it is the first cup of the day I lapse. Just this one.
Others filter in and I exchange pleasantries, including accepting an offer of another cup of tea. Hadn’t checked my diary so get surprised by a phone call to ask whether I was bothering to attend the meeting that was just starting – luckily it is in the office! Run down, and successfully wing my way through the bit I had obviously not prepared for – sadly a skill acquired through frequent practice!
Meeting finishes and I go back to my desk and check my e-mails before having a catch-up with my boss – nothing interesting so I just leave them to deal with later. Have a good catch-up as he is on good form and was pleased with the last piece of work I did. I wanted to ask him about the forthcoming pay review, but I chickened-out. I’ll ask him another time. Honest.
Flick through the e-mails once more and failed to be inspired enough to do anything with them. Well, except the viral one from my brother. Which I spam out to most of my team.
Lunchtime. Have been doing okay at eating healthily recently by getting chicken salad from the supermarket, but today I have a host of poor reasons not to bother with the 2 minute drive to the store – non of them relevant, all of them result in my having a chicken and bacon bagette, and a packet of chips from the cafe opposite the office. Tastes good, but feel guilty. I quench my guilt with another cup of tea.
Look at the ever increasing number of e-mails and flick through them again – nothing urgent. So a quick check of Google Reader again before wading into them to clear them down.
It is someones birthday, so there is cake and donuts floating around. It is always someones birthday. And donuts always look nice. Especially with a cup of tea…
Mid-afternoon and our lawyers have come in to see me so I spend 2 hours going through some proposed transactions with them – I forget to take notes owing to focusing my attention on an impressive monologue, which means I spend the following half-hour trying to remember what I asked them to do and what I agreed I would do. I always forget that I have a poor memory 
Late afternoon and I spend an hour making some phone calls. All my calls in fact. Well, all but the one to a supplier to tell him he has lost our business. That has been on my call list for a week, but I keep finding excuses to not do it today. Tomorrow. I’ll definitely do it tomorrow.
Leave work around 7pm to try and get home before my son goes to bed – I miss his bath as I was chatting and lost track of the time, but I make it to say goodnight. I head downstairs to make dinner for my wife and I and get as far dialling for a pizza. Which goes well with a nice glass of Argentinian Malbec. Which itself goes well with a second glass of Argentinian Malbec.
I do another couple of hours of work which slowly deterorates into random Internet searches and finally get to bed just before 12pm, which is later than I should for a 6am alarm call, but there were websites to look at and Tweets to read!”
So I count 27 things I had intentions to do differently, and was able to have done differently, but chose not to. So how did you day go?
