Tweeting

Let’s be honest, Twitter doesn’t exactly work for those of us in corporate America. Actually, it doesn’t work for a lot of people—people who think their lives are more interesting than they really are. I realize my life isn’t interesting enough for Twitter, and you know what? I’m okay with that. Yesterday I pretended I had a Twitter account and recorded updates as to what I did all day. Here’s what transpired.

6:07: Hit the snooze button on my alarm 3 times this morning. Out of bed, finally. Ugh.

6:53: Worked out my core with Maya from “Wii Fitness Coach” for 30 minutes…what an accomplishment! I’m really proud of myself.

7:00: Ann Curry is filling in for Meredith Vieira on The Today Show. Love Annie!

8:27: Listening to some sweet tunes on the way to work. Journey, anyone? Don’t stop! Belieeeeeeeeeevin!

8:45: Only 8 new emails when I opened my Inbox :). Going to be a great day! Time to put the headphones on…

9:39: I hate when the systems are slow! Waiting…ugh.

11:46: Who left a tuna fish sandwich in the refrigerator over the weekend? Party, I mean Office, Foul! LOL!

12:15: Stuck inside eating at my desk…so jealous of all my friends at the beach...love you guys! Have fun!

2:12: Uh-oh, just got a fire drill. Looks like today might be busier than expected…

2:59: Starving…need an afternoon snack

3:01: Trip to the vending machine…a success! Hunger quenched…

4:25: Need to prepare for a conference call with some folks in Hawaii…thinking of my last trip to Hawaii and how great it would be to go again. Which reminds me, did anyone see The Hills last week? Brody and Audrina! OMG!

5:47: Conference call just ended…boy am I drained! Time to head home…

6:36: Relaxing on the couch, waiting for some dinner…I feel like chicken tonight! Like chicken tonight! LOL!

10:04: Great night of relaxing and TV watching…rinse, wash, and repeat and do it all again tomorrow!

I feel bad that I had to subject you all to that; that was painful just to write. If you have a desk job, I doubt the majority of your days are vastly different. The point of the story: no one cares what I do on an hourly basis. And if you do, please inform me so I can file a restraining order. My advice: enjoy and be immersed in what you’re actually doing rather than planning your activities based on what sounds good on a Twitter or Facebook update!