Pre Friday

Marika is asleep upstairs. Out cold. Reminds me of when she lived here, same thing every morning. She has promised here mom she would come work in her classroom. So she has somewhere to go. So what does Marika do? Sleeps. She slept 20 hours a day her first year. I should know, I was there. She slept through the night within days of coming home from the hospital. By through the nights t I mean she went down right after dinner around 6 and woke up at 8 the next morning. First nap at 10 to 1030. And a second nap in the afternoon. One time, since Emily left the house by 730, she went two days without seeing Marika awake. True story. So the fact she is not awake yet this morning is no shock to me. For my sake, I hope she gets her rear up and to school. Or Emily will be upset and that can rub off on me. I am sure you understand.

So this am, Emily, for the first time this school year, needed a packed lunch. But, as I may have mentioned, we are on a diet. Same one for each of us. So all I had to pack were a couple of diet bars. Which are actually good. But as lunch goes, very easy to make. I should mention how the diet works. You eat five small meals a day of pre packaged food. Then dinner is regular food like salad and steak. There are no carbs on this diet. Easy to follow. Also not expensive. Yay. And I get a health coach as well to push me along. I lost 30 lbs in 3 months. Of course, for blog readers, you noted when I was in Maine I ate ice cream, drank cocktails, consumed rich food every day. That cost 10 lbs. Ouch. But that’s my fault, not the diets. Anyhow, comment back on this and I can connect you with the coach. Free to join up.

So here I sit, just finished the coffee. Have a new creamer because the store did not have our usual. It’s an almond milk creamer because the diet allows no dairy till you attain your goal weight. I am going to a different store because this stuff is not making it. There is a wide disparity in quality amongst almond milk creamer brands. Word.

My day does not involve driving all over hell and gone like it was Wednesday. Go to office. Come home. Probably someone coming to see me. Don’t know. Gonna go shower.

So Marika took the shower before I got there. Gotta wait. In the meantime I got a call from a future client. He wants to buy me lunch. So I gotta do that. I hate lunch and never go out. People suggest lunch I always say no. In the last twenty years I have gone to lunch maybe five times. But this guy today is a referral from one of my oldest clients and he is bringing him to lunch. I’m kinda stuck. It’s a waste of an hour as far as I’m concerned. But I will put on my happy face and go.

Drive to work was uneventful as always. I think sometimes I could drive with my eyes closed. Maybe I should try it.

Got to work around 11 and my lunch date showed up at around 1120. So, off to lunch with Jesse, been a client 25 years and his friend Ron. Ron is a real estate investor. He is around 70 so he has been investing for a long time. Jesse brought him to me to discuss how to sell some properties and pay no taxes on he rather large gains. This is possible and we discussed it at length at lunch. It’s funny, neither Jesse or me is a lunch person. We both skip it. And Jim was able to get us big to go. Go figure. Hope I get some work out of it.

Anyhow, back to work. My 1 o’clock appt showed at 1230. Walker took care of them for me. I saw them on their way out and provided the slap on the back and handshake thing. Most often this is the important part of the meeting. It’s not what you do, it’s how you do it.

So now I sit here at my desk screwing around and figuring out what to start next. I need to finish up my peer review and I would hope to be done today. It’s been at the back of my mind for two months. I would like it done. Peer review is forced on CA CPAs by the state board. It is completely worthless from a clients point of view and only marginally useful to me. Just a fine example of overreaching state authority that makes licensees miserable. Another good reason to retire.

Did a few more tasks prior to heading home. Nothing special. So inconsequential, an hour later, as I sit at home, I can’t remember. But I am home. Dinner is made for us. I got that covered. Just waiting for Emily to get home from yoga. She goes 5 days a week and is in excellent shape. Not sure how she does it. She says it keeps her sane. Have done a few chores, fed the dogs, got the mail, measured my car headrest for covers. Nothing crazy. I am having a blood orange soda and waiting for the wire. It’s quite peaceful.

I forgot one thing. My internet searches are tracked by a company called Screenwise. Some partner of google. Anyhow, my router became unseeable by them over vacation. They called me today to fix it. Here is the issue, they employ Indians with little grasp of the English language and no ability to understand it either. So I have to call their support and talk to these fools to get everything going again. It usually ends up with me swearing a lot. I can also get abusive verbally when they cant do their job. Way fun. Why, u ask do I put up with it? Well, they send me a visa cash card every month. $60. Not much but it fills my gas tank twice. Or dinner for two. Or 4 nice bottles of wine or 2 of hooch. It adds up. It’s the little things.

Emily just rang. I have started the stove. Dinner is prepped but the hot part needs heating. That’s a just before I serve it kind of thing.

So we ate dinner. I got a thumbs up twice from Emily. I must be better than I thought. It was good. And I don’t have to say so myself.

She is sitting here doing school work. Teachers just never stop working. Not until summer or retirement. Me, I stop thinking about work the moment I leave the office. There are so many other things to think about or do.

The guy selling the property up in Auburn is being quite the jerk about it. He seems to think we want to pay over fair market value. It’s crazy and I am a little tired of him. He is a PITA. Just stating the truth. If anyone is trying to not sell a property, it’s him.

I’ve been sitting here just mindlessly cruising the internet waiting for my wife to be done. I am such a fantastic husband, if I must say so myself. I don’t have to, I still have an old note she wrote me that says I’m the best. Best to keep that around.

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