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A Freelancer's Morning Routine

I’ve been working from home as a freelancer for over 10 years now and it’s a struggle to stick to some kind of structure or schedule. Things have been especially bad in that department lately and I’m embarrassed to say how my day really starts. Here goes, anyway.

I usually wake up between 7:00 and 7:30 without an alarm, but I set one for 7:20 just in case on the days that I go on a morning walk with my mom. As soon as I open my eyes, I reach for my phone. Sometimes I reach for it even before my eyes are open. I flip through Instagram and then see if any texts came in while I was sleeping. I try not to look at work emails, though I sometimes see them in my Notification window. After about 15 minutes, I roll out of bed and go to the bathroom. If I’m going on a walk with my mom, I brush my teeth and put on sunscreen and some clothes. I would call them “workout clothes” but they’re really just shlubby clothes that I don’t mind getting sweaty in. If I’m not walking with my mom, I skip the bathroom and go straight into the kitchen to heat up water for a cup of coffee. (I take care of personal hygiene and grooming later in the day, but only if I have something on the schedule that requires contact with the outside world.) As the coffee steeps in the French press, I look in the fridge to see what I can scrounge up for breakfast. I’ve had one too many scrambled egg tacos in my life, so I just stare at the carton of eggs and the stack of tortillas for a while, wishing they were something more tempting. I eventually close the fridge door and drink my coffee. This still happens on the days that I walk with my mom, just an hour later. I have a thought that maybe it would be nice to work in a clean, cheerful environment so I do leftover dishes, put away some things. I realize that it’s going to take more than 15 minutes to achieve a truly clean and cheerful environment so I give up and sit down to watch last night’s ‘The Late Late Show with Stephen Colbert’ on my laptop. I eventually decide that I won’t last till lunch on a cup of coffee so I make myself some scrambled eggs and throw them into tortillas with a splash of Tapatio. I open up those emails I pretended I didn’t see first thing in the morning, and work begins.

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