No mistake about it, it is Friday. Yesterday I confused myself, strangely, that it was Tuesday. I’m over that now. Friday. Appointment at 11. Go to bank and make deposit. Both on Friday which is today. Yes, repetition is important for memory. At least I know what I am supposed to be doing. After my 11, if I remember, I will go to the Apple Store for a phone repair.
I was making my breakfast this am, the ubiquitous (using the “constantly encountered” def) diet pancakes, and I realize how much I hate them. I eat these premanufactured bits of joy because all other options allowed are worse. Many know I am still pushing downward on my weight. I dropped over 30 lbs prior to our Maine vacay. Added back at least 15 while in Maine, and have been trying with very slow success to get back where I was. I had a one week camping trip and Belize trip in there which did not help. Or should I say, how I eat on vacation does not help and I had a big dose of vacation this year. So it’s diet pancakes for a while still. But, I hate them. With passion. And I am willing to start my day with them at the risk of ruining everything. Next meal is 10 which will wash away the flavor.
I am hoping by starting this post early I won’t shortchanged anyone as I have the last couple days. If you start writing at he end of the day you get into a hurry. At 930 at night I rather be in bed reading. Maybe that’s why I woke at 415am today and did not go back to sleep. I really hate that. That’s the third time this week. I have pills but those are more an I can’t sleep at bedtime thing. If I took at 415 I would not be able to get out of bed. I think the next great pill will cover this problem.
I did get up earlier than usual, which is a positive I think. Done with morning everything and it’s still early. Leaves more time to waste on everything that comes next.
I managed to get out earlier but had to run two errands and ended up arriving about when I usually do. The client I was supposed to meet with at 11 had arrive early and Walker started he meeting without me. That’s fine by me, I do not like meetings. So I sat in on it for he last 30 minutes, which helped Walker because he had me answer questions he is perfectly capable of answering himself. No big. Meeting was quite productive and that’s what counts.
It has been a great late filing season. People have not been coming to see me and I get very few calls. I like it. Usually it’s a madhouse. Late filers tend to be a little crazy. But they are the folks you can charge more to. Works out. Q
Spent the day on some bank recs, took a couple hours. Fonished a few more tax returns. I had a late visit from my favorite Dr, a client. Came by around 5 to pick up his taxes. He has been a marijuana Dr for a few years. Nice guy, met him when he worked for a client, a community clinic. Many years ago. His wife is a pharmacist, now retired, and she likes to pick up dim sum and chicken feet at what Asian market and bring to me. Awesome. Nice to have clients who are friendly and do nice things for you.
I know most people think the work day of a CPA is compelling, gripping, exciting, right? Well is not. It’s usually quite the opposite and the work repeats every month. I am not sure I can recommend it as a career. There are some accounting jobs that are more fun, those would be a good choice but public accounting is not fun. Also, the regulations continue to heap on my head fro the state and that makes me want to quit this crap. I am just dripping with joy. At least I drove the convertible today. 
. So there is some fun in the day.
Had a fun ride home. The car is small and powerful so I cam pretty much drive how I want. Of course, too down everyone sees you. So no privacy like in a hardtop. There was plenty of traffic in all the usual places. Though I must have gotten home quick because Emily remarked upon how early I was.
I am assuming we are going out to dinner tonight. I had hoped Emily would meet me in Sacramento but she begged off. And says the usual thing ” don’t you want to go to” followed by he one or two places she always wants to eat. That means we go get Thai or go to Winters. Her favorites. I like to cycle through 20 or so places I like to go. Some variety. Emily would be happy if we went to Thai every other time we went out I think. She loves Thai. I love Thai ice coffee so I don’t lose. Tonight I had two places picked in Sacto but oh well.
So we are at he Buckhorn, surprise. Emily drove to Winters and we have three choices so I used my random number generator to randomly pick the Buckhorn. Hurray me. 
We are finished with dinner. I had a salad with sirloin which was very good. Better than the version they sell at their franchise stores. Emily’s beef tips with Caesar is always good and was excellent. No dessert or we explode. That would be messy. Home and go to bed. We are very exciting.
We are finally home but have to sit in the car in the driveway and listen to some new country song. I am not a fan. I don’t hear a hit, but I’m sure it will sell millions. It’s a tribute to Vegas where the singer gives away all proceeds. Except of course for the massive promotional value to her and her career and other music which will get boosted and millions will be earned from her “charitable” act. I’m not to cynical, am I? Song is no better than so so and sounds like many others as well.
I am going to bed