Since this post is going to be really picture heavy I'm going to try to limit the text. I actually started this ET one day in the summer...a day that ended up being one of the crappiest of the year, if not one of the worst days in recent history generally [some day - when this event becomes funny - I just might share it]. Needless to say, it had to be abandoned. So today - for my last thing ever and therefore the end of my life as extraordinary I took one photograph for each hour that I was awake. I thought this would be a good way to document me actually turning 30. Hopefully there is no huge visual disturbance.
8:30am
I woke up a bit late today because Joseph was out late last night working and he goes into work later the days after. As you can see the very first thing I do each and every morning is make coffee.
9:30am
It's computer time. Computer time happens a lot in these parts. Updating le blog and checking hot celeb gossip - I'm one busy gal.
10:30am
It was time to get packing for Montreal. I like to lay everything out for each day. Like, each complete outfit in its own pile. Then I pack in reverse order so that I can wear things in precise order. I'm a nutjob.
11:30am
Time to shower. Packing really works up a sweat.
12:30pm
Okay. At this time I was seriously freaking out thinking that I had lost the prescription meds that I had just got the other day. I couldn't find them anywhere. Much of the search was concentrated on this bookcase because that's where I generally keep meds and vitamins on the bookcase. Ultimately I found them already packed in my purse - I suppose I was uncharacteristically planning ahead. I'm an idiot.
Okay - please see continuing posts below for the rest of the day. There is a strict limit on how many photos you can post. Boo-urns.
2 comments:
I considered doing this, but usually I didn't think about it until noon or so.
The original day that I did this...it was slightly more interesting, honestly [well, up until I had to quit]. I thought this would be interesting, but mostly I was just stressed over leaving for Montreal. Joseph had to keep reminding me to take the photos.
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