Drive Hangover

It’s funny. If you were to think about a drive to LA and back in one day, I doubt you would think it would be exhausting. I didn’t. But, today, this morning, I am completely worn out. I could barely drag myself out of bed. How fortunate Emily set the alarm and slept through it so I had to get up to shut the god damn thing off. Does anyone like alarms? I keep it across the room. That way you have to get up to shut it off. Been doing that since I was a kid. It gets me out of bed.

So I’m up. Dogs out. I got their dishes ready on the kitchen counter. All get fed different food in different amounts, as I’ve said before. Anyhow got it all half made. Let the dogs in. Realized I needed more food for Kona, Michaels dog. Went to porch with her dish, got our container, filled dish. Went back to the kitchen, and what do I see? Vlad, Marika’s cat, is on the counter eating Jax food. Cat was quick, the food is half gone. I really have no love lostbfor that cat. He was a feral and he still eats like there will never be another meal. I smacked him because he did not respond to screaming.

I got the coffee made. It goes left to right, oldest to youngest, the gap is Emily because she already left. Been like this forever. Funny, it’s like the dogs. Each coffee is different.

I forgot to make Emily’s breakfast. I blame the drive hangover. Hard to believe I can forget since I have been making her breakfast every morning since about 1990. She won’t eat. I prefer she does. So I make her breakfast. And her lunch for the same reason. She does need to eat. She most often makes dinner. It works out and she eats a meal. But, I feel bad.

Made my own breakfast. Of course. I don’t skip meals.

Pancakes and coffee, again. That thing on the left is the burner phone I bought yesterday on my trip. Boy did that make me miss my iPhone. It even screwed up the blog post. I had nothing with me to record random gems for publication later. That’s why Wednesday’s post was so light. I apologize for that. I am trying to do better today.

I am sitting here at he kitchen table, trying to figure out my day, and wasting time. Prince is here and he is trying to figure out his day as well. Right. Is it nap nap sleep or sleep sleep nap? Wait, I will take a nap because sleeping on it will help. I should be a cat.

I just checked my schedule. I have to make a phone call. That’s it. Great day. I can waste the balance of the day with the usual cutting edge accounting work I am famous for. Woo hoo!

Sitting here relaxing. Continuous texts and emails arriving. Might as well go to work I guess. I now have a lunch date. Which I will skip if at all possible since I hate going to lunch. Long story.

I got to work and my lunch date was there. Client Jim. He insisted he take me to lunch. Ok. We go to lunch. I picked El Torito because it is directly across the parking lot from my office. A brisk walk away. Turns out, they closed down. They have been there for over fifty years and I heard nothing of the closing. Sad. We went to Elephant Bar instead. I got the soup and salad, I’m on a diet as you know. Jim is on a diet too. He got a cheeseburger, no bun. Gotta love diets. It’s funny, he had lots to talk about in the cannabis industry. He is a member. Yesterday I spent the lunch hour discussing the same thing. Crazy. Lunch took over an hour because Jim knows how to talk.

Back to the office and finally to work. Spent some time talking with an attorney. I have a multi owner company and the owners want to sue each other. It’s not going to work well. There is not enough money in the business to warrant a lawsuit. And some of the reasons for it are stupid and petty. Like that ever stopped anyone. Not pleasant.

I’m not really sure what I did the rest of the day. Not much.

Emily called. She wants to go out to dinner I think. She is off to yoga right now and we are gonna meet her later. I am gonna head out now and get home first.

Ahh home. I am here. Marika has the dogs out to do their thing. This means they all have to surround my car and continue to walk around it. They have no concept of the person inside hey just see the car. Kinda comical. Marika finally corralled hem all to the house. Of course, Latte got away and came running over to my car again. I had to stop and wait for Marika to get her again. The dogs can be a pain. Remember the cross country drive? I do.

The boy is upstairs doing god knows what when I come in. Marika is being useful and feeding all animals. Now I don’t have too. It is always quite the undertaking to get it all done. You may remember from previous posts of The Drive what we go brought to just feed them. Anyway, it’s done.

We will be off to Vacaville in a moment to meet Emily for dinner. We are going to the Buckhorn (a smaller cousin of the one in Winters) which is over by the outlets. It is a favorite spot for us and an easy choice when we don’t know where to go.

OK bad choice. My part of tonight’s meal was not so good. And by the way they do have blue cheese dressing anymore atbhe Buckhorn. I find that truly disappointing. No one else had complaints about their meal. Just me. I don feel satisfied. I need better food.

Emily and I drove back home in her car and the kids in mine. Michael sent a couple of vaguely insulting texts to me regarding his mothers driving. Unwarranted. He is just a harsh critic. Nothing else going on tonight. If I’m lucky we will go to bed early and I could get some real sleep.

Why does Prince think he belongs on my table?