robmandu: A Day in the Life

Context:

It’s May in Texas. Starting to warm up nicely. My wife and I have our third baby due in 2 weeks. And I’ve got an olympic-distance triathlon 2 weeks after that on Memorial Day in Austin (Capital of Texas Triathalon).

Home:

5:45am- Up and at ‘em. Kiss the wife. Swim 1 mile. Run 5 miles. S.S.S. Coffee.

Car:

Drop the boy at Kindergarten.

Office:

General technical architecture work nerdery sprinkled with a bit of multi-tasking on Fluther, Tumblr, RSS. Today’s Fluther target of choice: expressing my opinion that it’s pointless to use science to prove/disprove things which are, by defintion, unknowable as they exist outside what is measurable and definable (check it out).

Lunch:

Try the new Smash Burger joint. OMFG! Yummeh! Smash fries come with rosemary, garlic, and olive oil. Nom nom nom!  And reasonably priced!

Office:

Conference calls and related pretentious foppery. Help a guy who inadvertently wiped out part of his codebase with an ill-placed “>” character. Wife sent short grocery list.

Return a phone call to find out more about Chesapeake Energy’s desire to lease mineral rights from me for some property I have. There’s a lot of natual gas around here (Wiki: Barnett Shale). Of course, it goes to voicemail for the guy whose business card describes his job title simply as “Landman”. I despise phone tag.

Uncover a festering 5 year old program error affecting several customer implementations. Devise several fixes. Pick one. And then setup yet another conference call to decide how best to roll it out.

Car:

Stop and buy groceries from said list.

Home:

Put on the VFFs and make a quick 1 mile run. Trying to slowly work in some barefoot-like running to help reduce the potential of injury. Gosh, it’s hot in the sun already.

Sit down with the boy to continue construction of a Lego Droid Tri-Fighter he received for his birthday last week. Kinda dreading the next one: Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom.

Argue with the kids to eat all their dinner while discussing the day’s events.

Family card game: tonight it’s Dora the Explorer Crazy Eights.

Bath, teeth, stories, and bed for the kiddos.

Minimal cleaning and housework.

DVR- House, How I Met Your Mother, and Deadliest Catch on the couch. Brief interruption when my boss’ boss calls from the left coast wanting to suss out some techno-gobbledygook with me.

Debate baby names to no avail. Again. What’s so wrong with Roscoe, I asks ya. It’s a bold choice!

Kiss the wife. Head hits the pillow around 11:45.

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