Rich Wallace lives in the Southwest desert of the United States of America.
Much like the rest of the working world, my day consists of a dream-shattering and sometimes vulgar display of my vocabulary aimed at my alarm clock. After rolling out of the rack and stumbling around the kitchen to grab some caffeine, I sit at the kitchen table for a bit trying to motivate my kids in getting ready for school for the day.
Meanwhile, my wife makes her way home from her overnight job working for a hotel catered to business professionals. During my morning routine of preparing for my own day at the office, I finish up my coffee or cigarette and wish the family a good day as I head out to battle the daily traffic jam.
After about 45 minutes in traffic (on a good day), I reach the office and park my truck three levels underground and away from other vehicles to avoid dings in the paint. On occasion, on the way up to the third floor of the business center, I may encounter co-workers and participate in a quick conversation, cracking jokes and well wishes for a good day.
Before settling in at my desk, I grab another cup of coffee and make the rounds to greet other co-workers and fire up the laptop. Once the ball gets rolling and email is checked and caught up, I sift through current events and although under protest, I get to work as a Senior Developer and Analyst where I develop and maintain data integration solutions for a major home builder based in California.
My physical office is located in the hot and sunny Scottsdale, Arizona where my regular view out my window is of a mountain affectionately dubbed, "Camelback Mountain" taking on 110+ degree heat. Between my daily tasks and new projects, I often take a glance out the window to remind myself that my world is not simply a pixelated screen, but it does pay the bills.
After the work is done for the day, I pack up and head down to the truck and fire up the engine to throw myself back into the asphalt battle that is rush-hour traffic. After the drive is done, I step out of the truck to be met by my four children with wide smiles waiting to tell me about their day and ask about mine.
My wife is recently awake from her time to rest and we catch up on the day as I shift from Programmer to Daddy and again to Blogger where I blog about, well...programming and my strategies and ideas on blogging itself. Between hugs and homework, I follow my passion for writing and reading into the evening until we share dinner together.
When the evening darkens the skies, the goodnight kisses and wishes for good dreams are exchanged while my wife is preparing for her next shift. Once the gentle snoring from the children's rooms begins and my wife is out the door to her job, I lose myself in my blogging efforts with another coffee or a soft drink and a smoke for the night until the writing comes to an end.
After a brief argument with the alarm clock about our next interaction with some colorful language again, a day in the life comes to a close.
Rich works in Scottsdale, Arizona as a software developer, he blogs about the work that he does in his professional life as well as about his own passion for blogging at http://www.richwallace.net.