Its all about teamwork. I wake up, nudge my girlfriend awake to service me. Afterwords, I send her to let the dogs out and get my egg whites and oatmeal started and to stir fry some chicken and broccoli to put in a container for a meal at work.
I arrive at work and get my highly paid, master degreed assistant to drop her menial tasks and make my coffee and serve it to me in my office while commenting on her clothing selections for the day. At lunch a gentleman in my office (Masters from MIT, no joke) usually will go out and bring back grilled salmon salads for us. Probably not what he envisioned when flipping his tassle to the other side, retrieving lunch for a Pekkerwood.
I make my own afternoon shake, as the infernal noise from my Magic Bullet speeds serves as a wakeup call to all employees within 50 yards.
I leave work at 4:30 to go the gym and be dressed to impress by five. I call my gf enroute to plan what I want prepared for my evening meal and remind her to walk the dogs and bring the trash receptacles down from the street.
I do a few sets of weights and a few sets of mirrors, shower and dress and head up stairs to the bar to have a few quick pops and ogle the bartender in order to allow the gf sufficient time to prepare for my arrival.
Upon arriving home, I pet the dogs, retrieve my papers from where my gf lovingly placed them by my easy chair and relax a few moments with a glass of wine. At least half the time I allow my gf to sample a glass as well while she is setting the table. She is a sweet kid.
After eating I continue reading while the gf cleans up the dishes, wipes the counters, loads the dishwasher, and takes my gym clothes from the bag to be washed. She also takes my jacket and suit pants and places them on the Valet, and the pants in the valet that stretches and presses, before rehanging them.
While reading, with perhaps a movie on, I make gutteral and other appropriate emmissions to let her know I appreciate the meal. (While I find this disgusting, she is European and seems to get quite a kick of the noises and odor). As I start to get a little tired, I alert her so she can go change into an appropriately alluring outfit and place herself on my bed to await my arrival. After three minutes of mind blowing passion, I retire somewhat sated and prepare to repeat the next day. Its all about consistentcy.
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