When my alarm blares at 7 a.m., I immediately reach for two things: my glasses and my iPhone. My eyes may barely be open, but I already have the news itch—what if something happened overseas while I was asleep? I would hate to go to work without knowing the day’s headlines.
I quickly load the Associated Press mobile app. Home sales rose in June, the president is talking trade with Chinese officials and the Rangers won. It’s time to shower.
I drag myself out of bed, load Pandora and dock my iPhone—I only have time for a three-song shower this morning.
After my shower I open my laptop and load iGoogle to scan my e-mails and check the weather—looks like rain, no heels today. While drying my hair I update my Facebook status and catch up on what’s going on with my friends. Alison and Hudson broke up again? I make a mental note to send her an e-card later. I send a Happy Birthday wish, accept a new friend request and sign off.
I fill my coffee mug, grab my purse and load TwitterFon as I walk to my car.
When I arrive at work, I settle in by loading my multiple e-mail accounts and opening the Dallas City Hall blog—I have to check out the day’s happenings at 1500 Marilla.
I load my “Be Productive” playlist and get to work.
At noon I get a message on G-chat from a co-worker a few cubicles away.
“Bring your lunch today?” she asks.
“No. It’s such a nice day. I’m thinking of heading downtown. Want to join?” I reply.
“Sure! What are you in the mood for today?” she asks.
Feeling indecisive, I open Twitter and tweet: “Any good deals downtown Dallas today?”
Quickly I get three replies informing me that the new Jason’s Deli is giving out free cookies. Jason’s Deli it is.
At lunch we chat about new restaurants/bars we want to try. My co-worker suggests a new place on Lower Oak Lawn that she went to over the weekend but she can’t remember the name. We both pull out our phones and launch a quick search, she on her Blackberry and me on my iPhone. Both of us find the name and address of the restaurant within seconds. I check out the restaurant’s menu and text my boyfriend about the place she has recommended. He replies that it sounds good and suggests we invite our kickball team to join us there for dinner. He sends out a group text telling our team about our dinner plans.
Back to the office with 10 minutes of my lunch hour to spare. I open Google Reader and scroll through my list of entertaining and home decor blogs. I open a few interesting articles and post comments. I send a couple of emails to friends and say hi to my Mom, who works from a home office and uses Windows Live Messenger. She tells me about her new work Twitter account and that she already has 70 followers. Impressive.
Back to work.
5:30 p.m. Work is done for the day. Home at last. Phone starts buzzing. More friends confirming dinner plans. We’ll meet at 8:30 p.m. Until then I will spend some quality time with my laptop. I check Drudge, Facebook and Twitter, adding a post to Facebook about the new restaurant we’ll be going to and check out a few tweets. A tweet from @Nordstrom reminds me of their anniversary sale. I hop on over to the site and order a pair of jeans.
I also have time to send an E-vite for a small get-together at my place in a couple of weeks. I check on my blog, www.entertaininglife.com, approve a couple of comments, and begin researching my next blog topic.
I notice my Grandma is online and we chat for a few minutes before I throw on my gym clothes and hit the treadmill. I plug in my headphones to my iPod and listen to one of my favorite podcasts, “Grammar Girl.” Today she is discussing proper pronouns.
Back at home to get ready for dinner. Out of the shower and drying my hair again, I check Facebook to see that we’ve got a larger crowd coming for dinner. I check my E-vite responses and already five people are coming to my get-together. I check in with my work e-mail to assure everything is covered on that front.
Running fashionably late, I run Loopt to see if anyone is there yet. Looks like most are still in route. I hurry out the door.
10:30 p.m. back at home. I wind down by reading my favorite blogs and post a couple of Mobile Pix from dinner on Facebook. Then I check my Web site, www.designbykendall.com and discover a client inquiry about updating a Web site. I e-mail him back and then it’s off to bed.
Before sleep comes I think about this job I want to apply for and the post I need to write about “Why I love Social Media.” I think back over the events of the day. Social media helped me determine what to wear and where to eat lunch. It helped me organize dinner plans and figure out if I was running late. It compelled me to shop a sale, host a party and updated me on the day’s events—local, national and personal.
That’s when it hit me: “I don’t just love social media, I live social media.”