6:35 a.m. – David’s first alarm goes off. I nudge him, he presses snooze.

6:44 a.m. – David’s first alarm goes off again. I nudge him, he presses snooze again.

6:45 a.m. – David’s second alarm goes off. I nudge him, he presses snooze.

6:49 a.m. – David’s third alarm goes off. I nudge him, he presses snooze.

6:53 a.m. – David’s first alarm goes off again. I nudge him, he presses snooze again.

6:54 a.m. – David’s second alarm goes off again. I nudge him, he presses snooze again.

6:57 a.m. – David’s fourth alarm goes off. I nudge him, he presses snooze.

6:58 a.m. – David’s third alarm goes off again. I nudge him, he presses snooze.

…this goes on with five separate alarms, until…

7:30 a.m. – I wake up to the sound of our dog Cleo vomiting at the foot of our bed. David decides to finally get up and get ready for work.

7:45 a.m. – Brush my teeth, make David’s lunch, and see him out to his car.

8:00 a.m. – Eat my breakfast of champions, Honey Bunches of Oats with skim milk, while perusing the Internet.

This is where the magic happens.

9:01 a.m. – Leave to go on a bike ride. Listen to Kyla Roma’s mix tape #2, which is excellent. I think I’m doing pretty well on my bike until some old dude passes me. He does have some rockin’ calves though.

10:40 a.m. – Arrive home. Shower, shave, and generally groom myself. This is a necessity at this point.

11:20 a.m. – Prepare for my errands by packaging some books and writing my grocery list.

That last item was REALLY hard to find.

12:10 p.m. – Go to the post office to mail a few books for paperbackswap.com and bookmooch.com, and to the grocery store.

1:30 p.m. – Pull into my garage and hear a sizzling sound followed by the engine of my truck steaming. Notice that my it is leaking some sort of fluid in large quantities. Call my husband, then my dad, decide to attempt driving it to the shop. Put the groceries away first, though.

2:00 p.m. – Arrive at Starlite Auto, just barely. It was a bumpy ride. Mechanic tells me I should find a ride home because my truck will probably be there awhile.

I get nostalgic thinking that this may have been my last ride with Bubba.

2:15 p.m. – My dad picks me up and takes me home. Thanks Dad!

2:30 p.m. – Back to my previous plans. I begin cleaning the house like a madwoman. Declutter, do dishes, start laundry, sweep, vacuum, wipe and disinfect.

4:40 p.m. – I make a sandwich and begin perusing the Internet once again.

A lightly toasted bagel, light mayo, honey mustard, slice of cheese, three slices of honey ham. Perfection.

6:10 p.m. – My father-in-law brings me Chick-fil-a! Yes, I do eat it even though I have just eaten a sandwich a little over an hour ago. Oops.

7:25 p.m. – David comes home and has a present for me!

I promptly realize that I have forgotten all the steps to solving it that I knew only a few days ago.

7:30 p.m. – We go to my parents’ house to retrieve my truck. They picked it up from the shop for me before closing because they live right down the street. Turns out it was only a blown radiator hose and was fixed for a mere $65! So Bubba and I can continue tempting fate.

7:50 p.m. – Back at home, I type some blog posts while David watches college football.

9:30 p.m. – I shut down the computer, brush my teeth, pet the dogs, and climb into bed. David tucks me in. I will soon read a few pages before falling asleep. I reflect on the day: I exercised, cleaned the house, did my necessary errands, and dealt with a broken truck. I would have liked to walk the dogs and read more, but that’s okay. I feel rested and ready to tackle work in the morning. I’m calling today a success!