Well, I'd wake up, lift up the duvet, look down and see Maggie Q with her head in my crotch.
Then I'd get dressed, go outside, attach myself to a long line hanging from the underside of a hovering chinook and get lifted up and carried to RAF Scampton, home of the Red Arrows. Upon arrival at Scampton, I'd be given my red flight suit and then take my seat in 'Red 6', the synchro pair leader. They'd then perform a full routine before flying me over to Valley AB in Wales, via a lap of the mach loop.
A Lynx would then fly me to a popular photography spot called Cad West, where the Red Arrows would perform flybys for the remainder of the day, giving me ample time to get 'the perfect photograph'.
The day would end with a long line lift back to my house, where I would re-join Maggie Q, who has been warming herself up for my return for the past hour or so.