I Thought it was Tuesday

So it’s 9am. And I just realized it’s Thursday. Since I woke up I have been operating under an assumption it was Tuesday. Not sure how I got there but it is really weird. I think the two days are basically the same, a middle day of the week with no redeeming qualities. Thursday has a slight leg up as closer to the coming weekend, though Tuesday is closer to what you did last weekend. If you remember. This mystery will never be solved.

I spent the better part of half an hour texting with my friend Cissie. She is coming down from Tacoma for a visit in 25 days. Just a conversation in the normal sense, no topics of great importance. It’s just been awhile and we each needed the entertainment. Btw, my obnoxious and short sister actually was mad that I had a friend named Cissie. It’s because she is Sissy (sister). My sister is special, but only in an obnoxious way. Cissie and I had to break off the gab fest because we both have lives and shit needs doing. Maybe tomorrow.

I have only one appointment scheduled for today. This client had a mail order bride from Thailand. Marriage did not work out. Go figure. But, he needs his taxes done and a prior year redone. Works work. I suspect others will show up during the day.

I am in no big hurry, the appointment is two hours off but I have errands to run, and the usual calls. So I gotta get in gear.

Not much to worry about on the drive. I can’t even remember the trip now. Must not have been very exciting.

I met with the client I mentioned above. Took two hours to get his taxes done. He wants to file jointly for last year with his foreign bride (now gone) but not take an exemption because she has no social security number or TIN. 30 years I been doing this, that’s a new one on me. So it took two hours and I finally had to use white out and a pen to modify the tax return. The computer could not handle it. At one I had my lunch, in front of him. We processed the return and he left. After paying. Came back ten minutes later so I could explain why I was correct and he was wrong and then he left. For good.

The rest of the day was really just more paperwork. A couple tax returns. Usual. I spent about an hour trying to find contractors to get bids from on the building up in Auburn. I am doing all the leg work for Dad. Spoke to a couple I had called prior, one of whom who took himself out of consideration. Guy was crazy I think. He sounded crazy at least. He wasn’t a month ago but things can change quickly. I have a good idea who I would like to build it and I will call him on Monday. This is going to be a long process, but Dad needs help and you only get so many opportunities in life to do Hess things.

I got a late call from Emily. She was supposed to be going to yoga. When she goes to yoga, I have till 715 to get dinner going. I know my schedule and I like to have dinner in or near the table when she gets home. So she called, she skipped yoga tonite. There goes my plan. I was finishing more work but not now. So I headed home an hour early. Her schedule was not ruined, just mine.

Got home fixed dinner. Tonight we are having burgers. Which may not sound like much, but with all the traveling we have been doing I have not made hem in a couple of months I have been looking forward to it for weeks. We made our buns special out of cauliflower “rice” which is just shredded cauliflower last Sunday. Like I said I have been looking forward. All was ready today. Anyway? Got he tots in the oven, burgers on to fry, condim re lines up, buns on the fryer to warm. And go. Emily was doing some galas work out in her workshop so she wasn’t in the kitchen. It all came out perfectly, so don’t worry. I have my burger fix taken care of. I think, again next week is a long enough wait. Maybe Wednesday.

After dinner we drove into Vacaville to pick up Jax prescription dog food. $90. Yeah, ouch. Our dogs are all very old. Geriatric. They all leak, get sick, go lame, take meds, and have special diets. Thank god heybare old. Modern vets keep them alive a long damn time. I think that’s good.

We are home. Emily went straight to bed, I am writing this. It’s been tough because I forget to write about my day while it happens and my short term memory is lousy, I’m getting geriatric too (don’t get any ideas) so I have an excuse. I want to remember to blog during the day but it ain’t there right now. Maybe tomorrow.