Get up at 5, pour myself some cold brew, come downstairs and write a boffo blog post that receives 100 likes, make breakfast, clean up, get a workout in at the Y, come home and take a shower, get dressed, and then engage in some fruitful, satisfying woodturning project that will provide a bit of income. There would be time, if conditions are good, for a walk with my wife, maybe a serendipitous encounter with an eagle or something that makes me glad that, for once, I decided to take my camera with me. We’d top off the day with supper out at a go-to local eating establishment, then come home and settle in with a bowl of popcorn and the latest episode of a favorite TV show. Bed by 10, if not before.
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A 10, Maybe
Should have taken a peek at this one yesterday, so I could mull it over for a bit.
Let’s see… on a day predicted to be sunny and in the 70s, with family visiting, arise at 5am, pour myself some cold brew, write for a couple of hours, get dressed, go out for breakfast somewhere, then just take a leisurely drive to places we’ve never been, take some pictures, maybe poke around in some local shops where my wife could get ideas for her next sewing and embroidery project. Then we’d find a nice spot for lunch, linger there, and take our time driving home, where we’d have an invite for supper at our son and daughter-in-law’s place and we can visit with the six of them and their loveable pooch. Then we’d finish the day, if it was a Tuesday, with a snack–maybe some popcorn or something– and a new episode of Finding Your Roots, or maybe a movie we’d been wanting to watch. Then, before retiring, we’d step outside and take in a rare planetary alignment and a highly visible comet.
An alternate ideal day, from a more personal perspective, would start the same way– with cold brew and writing and breakfast out– but would include time at our son’s outbuilding, working with him on some woodworking venture, or maybe, if the weather was good, playing 18 at our favorite local golf course, lingering at the 19th hole for lunch and a cold beer, then heading home to mow the lawn and work on the yard for a while, finishing with some sort of meal on the grill and a leisurely evening sitting in the back yard, maybe reading for a bit, just letting the day wind down, and topped off with an ISS sighting– traveling 275 miles overhead at seventeen-five mph.
OK. With apologies for the length of this… a third scenario, and maybe the closest to being the most honest and realistic: getting up early, pouring myself some cold brew, writing in my journal and in here, and having the rest of the day be a blank slate, where I call the shots, totally unencumbered by anyone’s expectations, and my choices for how the day unfolds are left totally to me. That sounds ideal.
So, a day that involves some autonomy, solitude, food, drink, visiting, satisfying activity and maybe a change of scenery.
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