On a typical weekday:

9:30am - get up, take dog out, ingest caffeine, check personal email

10am - start work and enjoy two hours of peaceful productivity before co-workers get online (most of them are on the west coast, I'm east coast)

12pm - lunch break, take dog out

12:30-6pm - back to work - dev work interspersed between 1-3 meetings, typically. I take a 15min break around 3 to stretch my legs and take the dog out again.

6pm - take dog out, dinner, usually my husband has cooked it, sometimes I do, depends on what we're having

After dinner - dishes, browse the internet, play games, watch TV, play with the dog, shopping if it needs done, whatever.

At some point, I shower, and then I go to bed around 1am (after one final pee break for tiny dog with tiny bladder).

Weekends are mostly relaxing and whatever fun stuff we find to get into, plus doing some cleaning and laundry.

Not today NSA.

For now? Get up, read fan fiction, check out youtube, eat ubereats food.

Why do you ask? Sorry I don’t have one very in the moment person do the stuff I need been walking a lot besides that honestly whatever.

Right now I get up, put my guide dog out to spend and feed him, get dressed, go to work (from home currently), perhaps do a social activity in the evening, eat, sleep, repeat.
Sometimes I change it up by taking my dog for a free run, going to the supermarket, and going for regular walks round my neighbourhood to keep us both active and motivated.

Regarding the work issue:

I know a lot of blind people that want to work and seem to do all the right things but just can’t get a break.

I also know a lot of blind people who have been taught by the system to believe that they won’t be able to get a job so they just don’t bother to try.

I think it’s important to have a safety net for people and also normalise people with disabilities in the workplace.

It is a two way street though and in return some blind people will need to step up and aspire to be and do a little bit more.

That’s of course much easier said than done though if the right support isn’t there at the right time.

On regular school-days without COVID:

I wake up.

I get dressed.

I go down to the kitchen, I make tea in the kettle and pour cereal into a bowl.

I eat my breakfast with my family.

I go back to my room and brush my hair, put on perfume and pack the last few things in my backpack.

I go brush my teeth.

My mom gives me a ride to the train station (since the closest bus/train station is 10 kilometres from our house and I obviously can’t drive a car).

I get on to the train.

My commute-friends gets on the train on the next stop (we always sit at the same seats by the same door every day so they know where to find me).

We ride the train to the city central station.

We walk together from the city central station to our school.

I arrive at school and I meet some more friends.

I meet my assistant.

We all go into the classroom and have a few lessons.

I go to the lunch-pavilion with my friends and my assistant and we eat the disgusting school-lunch.

We go back to the classroom and have a few more lessons.

I say goodbye to my assistant and some of my friends and walk to the city central station.

I take the train back with my commute-friends.

My mom picks me up at the train station.

She drives us home.

I rest for a while.

I do some homework.

I prepaid a light dinner.

I eat my light dinner while I watch the television-news with my family.

I do some more homework or take a shower or chill some more...

I change into my nightgown and brush my hair.

I go brush my teeth and wash my face.

I lay down in bed and listen to some audiobook.

I turn off the audiobook when I’m too tired

I fall asleep.

Well! There you have my daily routine! I think it’s not that different from a sighted person’s day. I’m lucky to be relatively independent, to have wonderful friends around (who are there because they actually like me and not because they feel bad for me), to have a great assistant and a great mom!

I think that my only routine is toothbrushing. Everything else I do whenever I feel like. I spend all my days coding and completely forget about everything else. I have worked in the past, before going totally blind, but don't feel like I can contribute enough with this condition to be an asset to any company, even as a programmer, so I'm not looking for a job. Fortunately my disability benefits are more than enough to keep me afloat, so I can pay all the bills and still save about half of my income every month, meaning that even if I lose my privileges I have enough money saved to live 3 years without any income.

My days are dreadfully boring, but easy and for the most part, unstressful.

I wake up when I want to. Give lots of scritches and smoochies to my beagle. (My heart)

I drink copious amounts of black coffee as I get online for the next three to four hours.

I'm 52 and have never had a career, despite finishing college with a B.A. in Sociology.

I might go outside and tinker around, and play with Napoleon. (My beagle).

Eat. More internet. Start feeling happy anticipation for the mail, UPS, Fedex, or Amazon Delivery. I order a lot of junk from ebay and Amazon!

If I'm with my Mom, we may go and do grocery shopping. Or run errands. And dine out. Make sure to bring some leftovers home for Napoleon.

Eat dinner. Fix Napoleon's dinner. Fix Mom's dinner. Or she fixes ours.

If I'm at home with my husband, who has retired in the past year thank god!- we may toss some steaks on the grill or go out to eat. Watch tv, or Netflix... Just chill.

Bed around 9:30-11:30.

Every day is about the same.

You are asking yourselves why I don't have a career or work. In the mid 90's, my father died. I'm an only child. I was living two states away. I had just finished college. I went back home to help mom, and we decided to sell the house and built a new one in another state. We did that. We moved to our new home, and I stayed. I felt I would NEVER meet anyone out here in the rural country. But a year later, I did, and this is the only man I wanted to marry. I moved with him even more rurally, and that is what happened. One happy day led to the next...... there are no buses or streetcars, no taxis or even ubers here. My neighbors are pine trees and cows. I live 20 minutes away from Mom. I spend half of my time with her, and half at home with my husband. The years melted by.... Now, 20 years later, here I am, 52, happily married, a great dob, and an easy-go-lucky life. I am comfortable emotionally and very secure financially. There is nothing I could want. I never had kids.

A regret I have is that when I was young, I had NO idea of what I wanted to be. Other kids wanted to be firemen or car insurance salesmen, haha. I had no idea. In high school I decided I wanted to join the Marine Corp, follow in my dad's footsteps, or be a police officer. Those desires were shot down when I was told because of my terribly poor eyesight, I could do neither.

I went on to college and still had no idea. I decided to major in this, then that, then another, and then something else, SIX times I changed my major! I finally ended up with Sociology even though I had no idea what to do with that degree.

If only I had know what I really wanted to do in life. But I wouldn't have changed any of it, for now I've got a great marriage to an amazing and smart and compassionate man, a great dog, and my Mom.

My life has melted away and yeah, I feel like there was no goal in it. Sort of all a waste, you know ? But things could have been so much harder. I'm lucky they weren't. I'm happy. Bored a LOT-- but HAPPY.

I posted the following about 2 years ago.
Covid's temporarily changed this around but it was an honest weekday account before that.

Of a weekday, I get out of bed around 6:00AM and grab a coffee. I grew up on instant, but ever since a friend introduced me to fresh ground, my morning jolt comes from a bean-to-cup machine. Breakfast is generally a one-handed affair: a banana, cereal bar, sometimes a smoothie or yoghurt drink. I get that down me whilst taking the dog for a walk, a short round-the-block job if it's wet or particularly cold, or a longer run around the park if it's dry. If the latter, I take a crossword, sudoku, newspaper, magazine or novel to have something to focus on whilst the dog is running around the park. These range from 10 to 45 minutes, depending on weather, how well I've slept, whether the dog will otherwise be having exercise, whatever else needs doing before work. Generally, this is not a time when I communicate with other people very much.
I aim to be home by 7:00AM. I put the kettle on for the wife's hot drink, make myself a second coffee and take both upstairs. Unless I've got a gripping chapter to finish, the coffee goes into the bathroom. I wake up my daughter and tell her to get ready for school. I deposit the wife's instant coffee (don't ask) at the bedside. Casual clothes (generally shorts and a tank top, perhaps jeans in cooler weather) are hung or dumped for laundry. Sometimes to music, I shower, shave if necessary, finish the coffee, clean my teeth, and free up the bathroom for the rest of the family while I get dressed in my bedroom.
By 8:00AM I am dressed for work. "Smart" trousers, a matching shirt, a tie if I am not going to be disassembling technology (I have previously been known to tighten up a computer casing with the end of my tie dangling inside). Very occasionally I will need a full 3 piece suit, such as for trips out of the office for special circumstances, but these are rare and often mean the whole day is changed around as I generally need to be on an early train for that sort of thing. So normally it's just the regular work clothes. By this point, my daughter is generally dressed and doing her teeth, face and hair.
The wife will have usually made lunch, so I head to the kitchen. I might unload or reload the dishwasher, pick up the dog mess from the garden, make my or my daughter's lunch if for whatever reason it hasn't been done. This is usually done to music or radio news. If there's none of that needs doing and the kid is ready, we sometimes walk up to school early so she can attend breakfast club. If the wife's not up for the regular drop-off and we don't have time for a walk, I'll drop her in on my way to work. This rankles because breakfast club has to be paid for, and I leave for work at 8:30. This means she only attends for 10 minutes if we leave on time, costing me £0.15 per minute.
The journey to work can take between 12 and 20 minutes, traffic depending. I get a taxi to work, part-funded by the government because of my disability: I contribute a sum calculated to be the equivalent of running a car, and they pay the rest. I look over my diary, catch up on social media, answer emails or read during the journey.
15' minutes is about average for the trip, so I'm generally at my desk by about 08:50, as a rule. I see people for 30 minute sessions, for the most part, every morning. Sometimes people have me for an hour, occasionally I see a couple of people for 15 minutes each. This goes on with a 20 minute break at 11:00AM, at which I take the dog to relieve himself, refill my water bottle in the staffroom and have a snack brought from home, Often homemade by the good wife.
The second half of the "morning" follows the same pattern. My lunch break starts at 1:00PM. If I have brought lunch, I tend to eat in my office whilst watching Netflix, reading, or enjoying whatever televised activities that may appeal (I'm a fan of Cheltenham horse racing, rugby, prime ministers questions and the rest of the UK political scene). If I don't have lunch I will walk to a nearby supermarket with a cafe and either eat there or bring something back.
My afternoon work is in a different office with a colleague. We field queries from people phoning, emailing or turning up, get sent off to do various things around the site, or otherwise maintain the computing infrastructure of the buildings, buy in new stuff, set things up, reassign hardware, develop in-house software, diagnose problems and generally provide IT support. Sometimes confusing stuff beyond the pair of us get sent up to a team of off-site consultants, or we'll book repairs and make sure the guys come in and do a decent job.
I finish at 4:00PM. Occasionally I will have to slip off 10 minutes early to collect my daughter from an after school activity, but for the most part the wife is on the ball. School finishes at 3:15, but luckily there's an after school thing 4 days a week, so it's even rarer I have to zoom off any sooner.
If I get home and there's nobody about, there may be instructions: “put the oven on when we leave dance class”, “ mash half a bag of potatoes”, “don't touch the slow cooker”, “drain the pasta”, “go and pick up some milk”, “hang the laundry”, “put the towels in the drier”, “tidy the kitchen”, “vacuum”. Sometimes there's nothing at all, and I can put my feet up with my final coffee of the day and watch something. If they're at a shorter thing, it's an episode of something, or maybe even a radio play. If a longer activity, a movie or double-episode. I’m a big sci-fi and horror fan, so there’s always something to watch and, if there isn’t, I’ll read.
Weeknights are generally at home. We eat and clear up, do homework with the little one, run through this week’s spellings, she reads to us and one of us reads to her at bed time. Sometimes we’ll play a game of something, but generally she’s so active outside of school that it’s home for food, reading and homework, bath and bed.
When she’s asleep, I either catch up on work from the morning or prepare things for tomorrow’s morning people, do some work for the charity I work with (this includes online videoconferences once a month and a host of paperwork and other ephemera) or if there’s none of that, the wife and I will have some time. We’ll usually watch something together or, if she’s particularly absorbed in something trashy, I’ll massage her back, shoulders or legs whilst listening to something in my own headphones. We’ve an ample supply of various creams, oils and lotions and I think we both find the wind-down time relaxing. If it’s early enough and I’m still awake, I take myself for a long bath. On days when I have earmarked a new book, I will often sit myself down with said book, a pot of tea and a huge plate of snacks. Book depending, I can be there until between 11:30Pm and 4:00AM. The latter is obviously less likely, but I have been known to spend a whole night with a good book, which has energised me for the day ahead.
So there you have it, that’s a typical weekday. How does that compare to anyone else? Am I really weird? I feel a bit self-conscious now.