Anonymous Duckbill users record a notable episode in their Duckbill experience – with love and gratitude to NYMag’s Sex Diaries for the inspo and years of entertainment.
DAY ONE
6:15am: First day of school for all three kids. I’m already in full project manager mode, color-coded spreadsheet in hand: soccer, lacrosse, guitar lessons, dance rehearsals. Practice fields are spread across three towns. Uniforms in various states of cleanliness. And, oh yes, I also need to be on a 9:00am client call with Tokyo.
8:30am: Drop-offs complete, though my son forgot his shin guards and my daughter announced she hates her new backpack. I send a quick note to Duckbill: “Can you order a few cool backpack options for a 4th grader who thinks everything I buy is lame? Also: create a clean version of our family calendar with just kid logistics so my husband and I can coordinate without confusion.”
7:30pm: I’m sitting at back-to-school night for Child #2 while my phone buzzes with updates from Duckbill. Backpacks sourced. Calendar cleaned up and shared. A sigh of relief: I no longer need to play air traffic controller in Outlook.
DAY TWO
5:45am: Speaking of air traffic controller… before I come to full consciousness, I'm a the airport, heading to Chicago for a two-day client workshop. My husband is on carpool duty tonight, but neither of us can figure out if soccer practice is at the turf field or the middle school. I forward the chaotic team email chain to Duckbill: “Please clarify practice location and update our family calendar.”
1:00pm: Mid-presentation, I glance at my phone. Duckbill has untangled the email spaghetti and confirmed: middle school field. They’ve also set up notifications so both of us will get the right addresses and times moving forward. Game changer.
9:00pm: Back in my hotel room, I realize no one has planned dinners for the week. Duckbill has already anticipated this: “Would you like me to line up simple weeknight meals that can be ordered or prepped quickly?” I type back: YES.
DAY THREE
7:00am: The backpacks arrived… and my 4th grader declares one “actually pretty cool.” Score!
12:30pm: Between client sessions, I check in: Duckbill has slotted in meal deliveries for Tuesday and Thursday, and even suggested quick recipes for nights we’re all home. Family dinner might actually happen this week.
8:00pm: I return from travel to chaos: two kids fighting over a missing dance leotard, one guitar lesson rescheduled last minute. I fire off another Duckbill request: “Can you create a shared inventory of uniforms, gear, and instruments, and track what needs replacing or washing?”
DAY FOUR
6:30am: My husband and I sit down with coffee and- miracle of miracles- a clear calendar for the month ahead. Duckbill has layered in practices, carpool assignments, and school events. No more double-booking ourselves.
3:00pm: I land a new client engagement (cue celebratory glass of wine later). Duckbill is already helping me block travel and match it against school nights so we can divide and conquer.
9:00pm: As I prep for tomorrow’s meetings, I realize the quiet relief I’ve felt all week isn’t accidental. Duckbill hasn’t just kept me afloat — it’s given me space to actually enjoy the kids’ September chaos instead of drowning in it.
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