My day is more like
5am crawl out of bed, wishing for alien invasion or something else that would mean work is closed and I could go back to bed to watch random shite on YouTube. Black coffee and a cigarette
7am get off bus, walk 50 yards to the entrance whilst smoking
9.30am neck a slimfast because anything food related makes me want to puke before around midday. Have another black coffee.
11.30am nip out for some Vitamin D and activity that isn't the thousands of steps I do for work and have a cigarette
Sometime between 11.35 and 2.30pm, open the lunchbox to find whatever DP has chucked in there. Usually either rice and salmon + cherry tomatoes or GF pasta, tuna + cheap olives. Have more coffee.
5pm leave work, have a cigarette get home. Collapse on the sofa after giving the cats food.
5.35pm swear softly as DP phones to say he's going to the gym and am I coming along. Go to the gym.
6.30pm get home. Collapse on the sofa. Break out the new vape pen as it's Cherry Cola flavour. Drink tea. Drink 2nd cup of tea about 20 minutes later.
8.40pm DP presents this evening's offering. It's cauliflower, broccoli, tomato, curry paste (so a vegetable curry) and rice. And more tea. If the fuckers in the supermarket sold chips without sodding wheatflour all over them, it would have been curry and chips. Bastards. I'd have even added some raw apple cider vinegar with the Mother and some sea salt flakes for the extra nutrition flavour but, no, the arseholes only stock McCain's. Who are also arseholes.
10.15pm fuck off to bed because I'm knackered. Lay there awake until about 1.45am, then pass out.
Oh, I'm living the fucking dream here.