Ball of fun.
Over the last month, my life has consisted mainly of two things: work and working out.
A typical weekday:
Wake.
Work for eight hours.
Go home.
Work for an hour for one my two at-home-part-time jobs.
Go to the gym.
Work out for an hour or two (free weights and cardio).
Go home.
Work for an hour or two for one of my at-home-part-time jobs.
This generally happens on Fridays, too. As I’d rather burn calories and make money on a Friday evening than choke on cigarette smoke and useless chit chat.
A typical Saturday:
Wake (at the same time I would during the work week).
Wash clothes.
Work out.
Work on my house.
And, you guessed it, work for one of my at-home-part-time jobs for the better part of the afternoon.
On Saturday nights, going to the drive-in has become the thing to do. But sometimes, I prefer to stay home and clean. Exciting? Yes.
A typical Sunday is very similar to a typical Saturday, except for the clothes washing (unless, of course, I didn’t get a chance to finish laundry on Saturday for some reason). Also, I’ve taken a liking to going on Sunday afternoons and avoiding the idiots, children, and all the bad stuff Cincinnati nightlife has to offer.
I am a ball of fun.
A typical weekday:
Wake.
Work for eight hours.
Go home.
Work for an hour for one my two at-home-part-time jobs.
Go to the gym.
Work out for an hour or two (free weights and cardio).
Go home.
Work for an hour or two for one of my at-home-part-time jobs.
This generally happens on Fridays, too. As I’d rather burn calories and make money on a Friday evening than choke on cigarette smoke and useless chit chat.
A typical Saturday:
Wake (at the same time I would during the work week).
Wash clothes.
Work out.
Work on my house.
And, you guessed it, work for one of my at-home-part-time jobs for the better part of the afternoon.
On Saturday nights, going to the drive-in has become the thing to do. But sometimes, I prefer to stay home and clean. Exciting? Yes.
A typical Sunday is very similar to a typical Saturday, except for the clothes washing (unless, of course, I didn’t get a chance to finish laundry on Saturday for some reason). Also, I’ve taken a liking to going on Sunday afternoons and avoiding the idiots, children, and all the bad stuff Cincinnati nightlife has to offer.
I am a ball of fun.