Over at Verus Conditio, Stingray has written about a typical day in the life of her household. It seems that people are thinking it'd be cool to share what things look like. I like reading these, so as a show of good faith, I thought I'd throw in.
I know that most days, I write about the things I do, but I don't really give an idea of the processes or the general routines. I'll do my best with this format...
My day starts when I wake up, usually at 5 or 5:30 in the morning. I tend to just fall awake lately, which is odd for me since I was always an alarm-clock addict before. His Lordship is not usually up by this point, so this is when I typically start the coffeepot (for herbal tea, which he prefers over coffee and which is better for a pregnant lady) and get my Bible reading done. It does make a huge difference in how my day goes; I feel less stressed and less irritable if I read first, and it takes less time than if I do it later.
By the time I'm done reading, the tea is done and suddenly husband! at the table. I cook breakfast while he drinks tea and we talk about things--sometimes, what's on our individual agendas for the day, but sometimes other, heavier topics.
Breakfast is variable. The staples are typically eggs and meat (bacon, sausage, ham, or leftover steak). I may make pancakes or waffles fresh, or I'll pull some from the freezer and heat them in the toaster oven, if he wants that. Sometimes there is pie, or he just wants toast. There's usually a glass of unfermented cider as well as the tea.
Usually, he gets done eating before I can sit down, and depending on how he feels, either he'll sit with me while I eat or he'll go walk Fenris. (You should be seeing an emerging pattern here.) When I'm done, depending on what he has planned for the day, either I'll pack him a lunch made of leftovers, or I'll make plans to cook lunch later when he's at home.
Then he gets his shower and he's off on his objectives for the day--whatever and wherever they might be. I go get dressed, do dishes (my robe has huge floppy sleeves and they fall in the sink when I wash dishes), and head down to the basement to fetch meat to thaw for the big meal of the day and start laundry.
At this point, I may dive straight into my cleaning chores of the day. I've assigned a particular kind of chore to each day--the kitchen on Monday, the bathroom on Tuesday, dusting and linens on Wednesday, the floors on Thursday, and large projects on Friday. There is a reason for the order of the days, and I try not to deviate from it.
If it's going to be a warm day or otherwise unpleasant, though, I'll do my greenhouse maintenance first and the household chores later. I trot out to the greenhouse and pull weeds, harvest vegetables, water, check the plants' health and condition, and examine the herbs. When I had things out in the field, I'd go out and take care of those in the same run.
If there are enough of anything I'm growing, I'll stall off the day's chores and do preserving at this point. Either way, around this point, I bake a loaf of bread if bread is needed, and start the prep for the big meal of the day.
By lunch, ideally, most of my routine work is done for the day, so I can eat, clean up the mess, and then take a nap before midday sickness sets in. I rest better if I don't have a stressful afternoon ahead. If His Lordship is home, sometimes he joins me.
The mail is delivered typically when I take my nap, so when I get up, the first thing I do is Fenris Walkies out to the mailbox. Then I sort mail, discard junk, and do any filing and correspondence that's necessary. (He puts outgoing mail in the box when he walks Fenris in the morning.)
From that point forward, what happens depends very much on what His Lordship has planned, if he's home. If he's not, I'll (a) continue the preserving, (b) finish up any remaining housework, or (c) pursue one of my other projects (including reading). If he is home, he either does his own thing or ropes me into something. Sometimes I have to evacuate the house because of his projects. It all depends.
In the evening, the crazy flowchart streamlines. There's a light meal if he was home for lunch, or a large meal if he wasn't. Then I clean up the mess in the kitchen and we settle into evening cooldown. He usually reads, though sometimes he wants to watch a movie. I'll read, or knit, or just chill (though if I chill, I tend to fall asleep, which makes me feel lame). Occasionally, we go out. Again, it depends on what he wants to do. He's very fickle sometimes.
When we go to bed usually depends on how tired either of us is and whether there's a reason to get up early. It's seldom before ten, however.
And that's my day right now. The only major thing that determines how my day goes is His Lordship's plans. This will probably change when the baby is born, but for now, that's my life.
And I wouldn't trade it.