I posed a question on my Facebook page tonight that’s been weighing me down lately…

If there were no limitations or consequences, what would your “perfect” average day look like?

To clarify a couple things in advance:

Limitations: financial, geographical, health, other people, etc.

Consequences: stuff that could get you into trouble or kill you.

Average: you would do all this, every single day, without dying or getting sick of it.

Most of the responses I received were a good start… but I want to go deeper.

So, here’s my “perfect” average day:

The sun shining through the window onto my face wakes me up.  I grab my iPad, check my analytics and adsense accounts to make sure everything is looking normal. Yep, it’s 8am and I’m already at $100. I’d then peruse through my Twitter and Facebook stream really quick, checking for anything worth a damn. Seems like all is well in the world.

I let the dog out and hop in the shower, not even worrying about wether or not I should shave, which obviously means I don’t. When I’m done, I throw on some shorts, a t-shirt, and my trusty flip flops before heading out the door to go grab a quick breakfast at Bumblekiss (a great local breakfast spot). As I get close, I notice there’s a front row parking spot… just calling my name.  I don’t even have to order the eggs benedict, and an ice cold coke. The order was placed the minute the waitress saw me pull up, and it’s delicious, as always.

As I stand up to leave, I overhear a young kid at the neighboring table tell his mom “that car is awesome!” and I can only assume he’s talking about the Maserati Granturismo that awaits me in that front row parking spot. The custom flat black paint job makes it look almost militaristic. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Time to Head to the “Office”

As I press the button to start the car, the radio turns on… AC/CD’s Thunderstruck.  Hell yeah. I pop open the sunroof and I’m on my way.  Today’s turning out to be a pretty good day so far.  They seem to be playing only my favorite songs on the radio… which makes sense, since the car has Pandora radio built in. Of course, I went premium so I don’t even have to listen to the ads.

Since it’s such a nice day, I decide to take the LONG way to the office, so I can get the car out on the freeway where she belongs. I call my assistant, letting her know I’d be about 20 minutes later than normal.  Now usually, going the long way (down the 205, and back up I5) would take a good 40 minutes, but I’m doing 90mph, because in this car that feels like 60.

So, I pull up to my office (hot damn, another front row parking spot) which is in a big warehouse loft in the Pearl District, ready to make things happen. As I enter the building, I’m greeted by my assistant, who promptly fills me in on what the day has in store for us. Apparently I’m meeting with a client, who is looking for some new strategies to increase their online business. So, I spend the next few hours doing some research and preparing for our meeting. When the time finally comes, I throw a couple ideas at them which totally blow their minds, so of course they give the approval to go ahead. Done deal.

My phone rings. It’s my girlfriend (assuming I have one, since this IS my perfect average day). She wants to know if I want to grab lunch. Her office is close to mine, so we often meet up for lunch at our favorite spot. Today, she fills me in on a juicy story that is unfolding with some of her co-workers. I don’t really have anything too exciting to report, other than today has been awesome so far…  so we make plans to take Friday off and head to the beach with friends as we finish up our lunch. Then, we go our separate ways again, surely to meet up later tonight.

As I start walking back to the office, I see a past client eating lunch on the outdoor patio… he quickly invites me to sit down and join him. “Lunch on me!” he proclaims. I explain I already ate with my girl, but I’d sit and chat for a second. We instantly start talking business, because he’s still seeing results from the campaign I put together for his company nearly 6 months ago.

See, because I run my business the way I want to, and work only with people that are a good fit, things always work out this way. It’s almost like we become friends through the process. So, when I see them 6 months later (and more often way sooner) I don’t ever think to myself “oh god, there’s Bob, I better duck and hide”. I genuinely like working with my clients, and judging by their responses when we bump into each other, I think the feeling is mutual.

I get back to the office and decide to start working on the new client project while the ideas are fresh in my mind. After about an hour my phone rings again… this time it’s my buddy Phil. He’s in town visiting his parents, and wants to hang out for a bit before he has to head back down to Long Beach the next day. Sounds like a perfect reason to take the jet skis out, right? So I head home, grab the truck and the skis, and head down to the river to meet up with Phil.

When we’re done tearing up the water, we decide there’s no better way to end the day than some cocktails and a nice juicy steak. So, we head over to one of Portland’s finest steak establishments, the Acropolis, for some drinks, food and a little entertainment. I send my girl a quick text, letting her know what we’re up to, and that she’s welcome to join us, which she doesn’t. She knows it’s important that us men have our “man time” so we spend the next few hours just kicked back, relaxing, talking about the good old days.

As I walk through my front door, I’m instantly greeted by our wet nosed, 4 legged companion, Doc. He gives me the sniff test, approves, and lays back down on his oversized bed as I grab a glass of juice and hit the couch to spend some quality time with my lady friend.

At 11:55pm, I check my analytics and adsense stats one last time to see how the day went and make sure all is well. $240 today. Not bad.

So, that’s my “perfect” average day. I’d love to hear part or all of yours. Leave yours in the comments…