It's Monday morning again. I wake up at six, put on my bathrobe, and head to the bathroom with my eyes still half-closed. Even though it's tough to drag myself out from under the warm blanket during the winter season, a warm shower soon does its job, and I'm awake. Today is a workday with no meetings, so I can calmly prepare tasks for a new client. I actively use a to-do list, so I don't forget anything essential. This clients plans to launch a new management approach next year.
I put on my new light pink hoodie and black stretch pants. On my feet are light brown winter boots, and I wear a light beige down jacket, a light pink scarf, and black leather gloves. Last week, I got my nails done with a black gel polish. A light makeup routine will do today, which mostly means couple of drops of foundation mixed with moisturizer. I haven't owned mascara since I started getting eyelash extensions.
I get going around 7:30 and head straight to the office. The car radio plays my favorite morning show, which I listen to during my commute. I arrive at the office and drive into the garage as usual. I head straight to breakfast. After breakfast I carry the received packages to my office. Once I've gone through the packages, I take the ones going home to my car. Then, I immerse myself in work and get into a perfect working flow. Today, I manage to create preliminary member lists in online and a draft partnership agreement for selling the clients partnership to an external party. After lunch, I also create a preliminary framework for annual calendar and electronic contract templates for coaches. I organize the club's new cloud service platform and ensure a streaming meeting with the club is set for next week.
It's already 6:00 PM, and office building is nearly empty, with only a few employees still around. It's dark outside, so I pack up and head to my car. I'm very pleased with the day's work. Since it got so late at work today, I head straight home, do a quick work out in online and turn on the sauna. In the fridge, there's a chicken and rice dinner that just needs heating. After eating, I put clean clothes back in the walk-in-closet and throw the underwear in the laundry basket. Tomorrow's clothes are already prepared on the hanger.
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