Day 5: How to create your perfect day in work and play –
I don’t mind sharing a warm bed with a friend – especially one in such a lovely fur coat.
I’m already in trouble! One 24 hour day just isn’t enough create my perfect day but let’s give it a go.
I’d wake up when i darned well please – predawn some days, around 9 a.m. others. No blaring radio to jar me out of sweet-dream land. No listening to the traffic reports and plotting how long it would take to get to work this time.
Mmmm – fresh-brewed coffee would be waiting at my bedside. What the heck, if we’re creating here, that coffee would be served on a glossy silver tray by my witty but impeccably trained butler.
A delightful shower in my multi-head shower alcove with its lush hanging plants midst the spicy scents of the shampoos, cream rinses and soaps custom-created just for me, would be next on the agenda.
Then I’d reach for a pre-warmed lush towel to dry myself. Unless, of course my dear husband had joined me in the shower, at which time a little mutual attention would ensue.
Slipping into an elegant robe, I’d step out onto the balcony where my breakfast awaited. Most weekday mornings I would breakfast in the company of my dogs, having kissed my husband off to work moments before.
Table-side would be several of the latest newspapers, whatever new magazines had arrived or the book I was currently reading. If I could tear my eyes from the magnificent mountain range beyond, I’d peruse the papers and perhaps read a chapter or two from my book. Breakfast would always be some wonderful pastry, fresh-squeezed orange juice and flavored coffee.
After breakfast is when it would really get interesting. I’d want to spend a few hours in my studio working on my latest sculpture, painting or crafts project. Or I might choose to have one of the horses saddled for a brisk ride, accompanied by my lovely dogs. I might spend a bit of time chatting with my children and grandchildren via cell phone, as well.
If duty called, I’d put in a few hours at the computer writing copy or designing magazine and advertising pieces for my clients instead of indulging myself with art or the horses.
Luncheon might be with an old friend or two, a client, my husband or a mountainside picnic with the dogs and any wandering wildlife who happened by while on my ride.
The afternoon could be spent working with a client on a new ad campaign, planning a vacation, back in my art studio, doing a bit of shopping at some new and unusual boutique or online, showing out-of-town friends around, baking cookies if the mood was upon me. I might also spend some serious time with one of my finely-tuned sports cars perfecting my road racing skills for the upcoming racing season in Europe or talking over improvements with my mechanic.
Our Mountain Home
Or, I might just decide to spend a leisurely afternoon reading in the garden in summer or a bit of skiing or ice skating in winter. Curling up under a warm quilt before the fire with a hot and soothing beverage would be the perfect end to a winter afternoon while a tall, icy drink on the shaded patio, watching the sun go down, would top of a summer afternoon.
The dinner hour and evening hold countless possibilities as well. Baking up a new-found recipe for my husband and I to share or dining on the patio with one of his marvelous barbecued steaks and a lovely bottle of wine. Of course, the butler is also a fabulous cook and he and the staff might prepare a light meal for us or a full fledged feast for our dinner guests. He also sees to it that the household runs like clockwork and manages the staff and any extra help we might need for large events.
We might also choose to dine out, either alone or with friends. On a lark, we might take the jet to some exotic location for dinner, returning just as the sun rises.
The evening could hold live theater, a concert, the ballet or playing cards with friends or family. some evenings we would attend musical events in which our grandchildren either participate or star.
If we are particularly tired, we might just stay in and watch a movie in the theater room or luxuriate in the huge whirlpool tub with a glass of bubbly and some mood music. Or we might retire early with good books and well plumped pillows.
Of course, we might have to forgo any or all of the above if we are traveling either for business or pleasure that day. Having our own jet and crew makes it so much easier than commercial flights, so we try to fit in little mini-vacations of a few days or a week once a month or so.
And there you have my perfect day, with all its possibilities and all its impossible things. I think tomorrow I’ll tell you what my real days are like but it won’t be half as much fun as this has been.