Let’s start with Friday. That’s today.

Friday
I wake up at 6:00 a.m. and feed the cat and dog. While the dog is eating, I put on the previous days’ clothes so I can take him out to poop. He usually does, and, more often than not, I have to race him for his produce because he likes to eat it. Gross. We come back inside and I have to close the laundry room door because that’s where the cat’s litter-box is. Guess why? Gross. Next, I make an oatmeal and orange juice breakfast for myself. If I’m especially hungry, I’ll eat a banana too.Sometime during breakfast, Ame wakes up and I turn the shower on for her and start the clothes drier to toss what’s in there – wrinkly clothes are no fun. I finish breakfast and make up a small lunch for Ame: a peanut butter sandwich and a soda. We’ve had granola bars in stock lately, so I toss one in the plastic bag for her. She finishes up getting ready and goes to work. I shower up and go to work myself.

Work is a drag. All day I listen to people and their problems. A majority play by the rules and go in and out of the revolving doors just like they’re supposed to, but there are always those that believe they are special. There’s a rant dedicated to just this somewhere in my head, I just know it.

Just like everyday, I come home for lunch and, depending on what leftovers there are, I have some, or I make a sandwich. Before I can eat though, I have to take the dog out to potty. My lunch break is an hour, so I go back shortly, but I have yet to have a day where I didn’t come home for lunch.

Work stretches on and 7:00 p.m. rolls around and I punch out. If I’m lucky, I won’t be stuck on the phone past quittin’ time. I come home and feed the animals and take the dog out again, and get dinner going for Ame and me. It could be frozen food, leftovers, fast food, whatever. We eat, then I’m to clean up the kitchen including any dishes, clean the litter-box, and possibly move clothes from the washer to the drier. I fI have any time, study and look at homework. It’s probably calculus. Crawl in bed and go to sleep at 10:00 p.m.

Saturday
I wake up at 6:00 a.m. and tend to the animals. It’s Ame’s weekend now so she won’t be waking until well after I’m at work. I eat and shower at a pretty plodding pace; I don’t have to go into work until 8:00 a.m.. Work until lunch, and depending on what’s going on with Ame, we eat or have leftovers after I take the dog out, and then I go back to work until 7:00 p.m. and do the same routine for the evening as Friday.

Sunday
See Saturday

Monday
See Friday

Tuesday
No work! I wake up at 6:00 a.m. and tend to the animals and eat like normal, and take Ame to work. We leave at about 7:00 to 7:15 and I get back at about 8:15 to 8:45 depending on traffic. At 9:45 to 10:00 I leave for class that starts at 11:00. It’s about a 30 minute drive, but traffic is unpredictable, so I like to get there at least 20 minutes ahead of time.

After class, I come back home and work on homework and personal projects. I’ve been doing some for-hire work for my parents and also my sister lately, and they’re not boring (art and webmastering) so that’s not so bad. I have some time to cook dinner before I leave to go out and pick Ame up from work at 3:00.

Tuesday nights are exciting! After I pick Ame up from work, we’re free to do pretty much anything until bedtime at 10:00!

Wednesday
Wednesday mornings are the same as Tuesdays, except I have even more time for whatever during the day because I don’t have class during the day. I pick Ame up from work and we go to school from there. We have night classes until about 9:15. We come home, get ready for bed, and that’s the day.

Thursday
Thursdays are the same as Tuesdays except with the added bonus that Ame has a night class. I don’t, so I just go with her and sit in the seat next to hers and work on my own homework. We sit in the back, are quiet, and no one is the wiser. Again, we come home and that’s it

…or at least that’s the way the schedule is supposed to work. Sometimes Ame’s teacher, Professor Football, is an ass and we ditch at break, or my physics class lets out early and we come home sooner than expected. Sometimes we pop into a restaurant on the way home for dessert or a specialty shop. Still, the time is filled, and I value the short time that Ame and I have for together on a given day – that’s why Tuesdays are great.

So, if ever you talk to me and I say I’m tired, I want you to get my full meaning.

Disclaimer: I make it sound as if Ame doesn’t do anything around the house. Not true. For example, she gets the laundry folded and washed among other things.