A day in the life of me

3:30 am - wake up, steel covers back from Kevin & dodge being elbowed in the head (a tricky task)

4:30am - wake up, steel covers back from Kevin and Ellie by shoving ellie off my legs and dodge being elbowed in the head - again tricky

5:30am - alarm clock goes off, roll over, roll my eyes and try to figure out how to hit the snooze button

5:40am - reach to hit the snooze, can't figure it out, and turn off the alarm clock in stead.

6:00am - wake up to ellie begging to go out, freak out because I was supposed to wake up half an hour ago

6:05 am - quickly dress, and then add layer upon layer to go out into the bitter cold and wait for ellie to find the PERFECT FREAKING SPOT to pee and poo -- pick up the poo because I'm a good citizen and HATE! stepping in poo.

6:20am - finally get back inside - she takes forever! Rush to get ready

6:52am - run out the door, praying I didn't miss my bus. Have a minor panic attack thinking I left my phone at the house and then realize it's fallen to the bottom of my bag

6:54am - bus comes, get on. Look at no one, find a seat, and read In a Pit with a Lion on a Snowy Day. Realize that everything I blogged about yesterday just might be the will of God and I should shut my mouth and listen for the next step, not 15 steps down the road. Think about carrying a journal so I can right revelations like that down but get distracted by the crazy lady that talks to herself and laughs at people.

7:40am - arrive at the metro, fight the crowd to get on the train. I actually got a seat today - woohoo

8:03am - get to my office building, and grab the elevator. Greet the elevator attendant (you read that right - we have elevator attendants) and ask for the 3rd floor. The elevator sails past the 3rd floor to the 7th, then the 8th, then finally the 10th. I'm the only passenger left and cheerily say "I need three." Turns out that the elevator is broken and doesn't want to stop at the 3rd floor despite the handy, worthily employed elevator "technician". When we arrive at the lobby by boss is there. It's 8:15. Of course, this time it stops perfectly. I believe this is called Murphy's law.

8:20, finally get to my desk, switch shoes (it's my attempt to be like Mr. Rogers), hastily eat my oatmeal and print my report for the meeting I have with my boss.

8:35, check email. South Africa office is panicked. I roll my eyes and RUN to my bosses office. We meet for a good half hour - piling the work on we then focus on the next meeting. I get a phone call in the middle of the meeting. It's South Africa. I make them wait. I'm not a fan of our South Africa office.

9:20 (meeting in 10 minutes), call South Africa. No answer. So I email. They want money I already sent to them. So I send them the confirmation. They email back and ask for the confirmation. I slam my head onto my desk and hit RESEND. They email back and say, "Oh, that's a lot I guess it was there."

9:35 - important person we're meeting with has been waiting for 5 minutes. We chat and wait for my boss. I call to remind my boss to come to the meeting. We chat some more. Eventually the meeting starts - bickering about what can be done in a year.

11:00 - prepare for next meeting. Do a million other tasks, get lunch set up. Enjoy lunch meeting with visiting field staff.

1:00 - prepare for Thursdays BIG meeting by making binders - my job title should be Binder Maker Extraordinaire.

2:30 - get office ready for new guy. Avoid asking anyone for anything because at Pact that means you add 18 extra steps and get turned into a human ping pong ball (Why ping pong? Why not air hockey puck? - I digress)

3:30 - ask boss to get a temp to finish boxing up the stuff in this office because it's been there for 6 months and the room is packed! He solves the problem by having the CEO's SPECIAL ASSISTANT come and do it for me. I feel about an inch big. Sigh

3;30-5:20 - start new duties, work on international banking regulations, create pdf versions of policies for field staff, solve a million other office dilemma

5:23 - run (well if you consider walking really fast running) to the metro to try and get to my bus on time. NO SEATS :( Spend my time on the metro noting the difference between people's eyes. Why are some people bug eyed and others look like there eyes are attached to the back of their head? Watch a guy use his limited English to flirt with the girl next to him. Train in front of us is BROKEN :( Get to Ft. Totten with 30 seconds to catch my bus. LITERALLY RUN (i may have knocked someone over) to my bus. I missed it. So I catch the longer ride bus. Enjoy watching the cutest little boy laugh and play with his mom and everyone around him. Sigh.

6:58 - make it to my bus stop, skirting the crazy drunk on the bus. Legs go numb walking home. Too COLD!

7:05, pretending I'm on a cooking show I cook dinner for tonight and prepare chili to be slow cooked tomorrow - I entertain myself.

8:00 take Ellie out for our second round of take an hour to find a place to pee. This time it starts raining so I ask her to go potty. She looks at me, bends down and pees. Then it rains harder. SO I tell her to poo, she crouches over and poos. If only I could really train her to go to the bathroom on command - that would be a real trick! Run home.

8:10 Kevin's not coming home for another 40 minutes or so. I blog.

Still to come: shower, pick out clothes for tomorrow, clean kitchen, watch lots of FOOD network.