I am not sure that really matters in any substantive way.
I have no appointments today. Emily and I were scheduled to meet with our architect, builder and engineer at 430 today. But Engineer Glenn fell down and broke his crown, actually he busted three ribs. Says it hurts too much to drive. Hurts me too, Glenn.
In honor of our meeting, a bill arrived in yesterdays mail from the architect. Yikes. That guy is damn expensive. He does seem to be very good at what he does. One can only hope. I gotta go roll a few drunks and rob a video store to pay him. Are there any video stores left?
It is 8am. Emily just left for work, late. That happens. I have been texting with junior the past few minutes. Marika joined in. Cissie was on my text too but something came up. I need to go work out. I am burning daylight. Like that would work.
Nice workout, maybe an hour. Just some cardio and weights, an off day. Still god to do it, if just to make me feel better. Best to be a little sore all the time. It reminds you that there are muscles that need moving. Lower body strength leads to a longer life, or so I have been told.
I got home and here was someone on the roof of the garage. It ain’t Christmas and he had on a blue hoodie. Turns out Linda the broker had sent him out on her nut to fix the leak over the stove. About time. Should make buyer happy. Still have not heard on the septic.
I have one appointment today and it’s a phone call. One of my audits requires some back up for the employee benefit plan expense we have put on the return. My call today is with the plan creator and I want a little guidance on easing this through the process.
So off to shower and dress. Getting dressed is important for everyone else in the world. No one wants to see me naked. Hell, not even me.
So it turns out my call came in while I was in the car. No bluetooth, I just drive illegally. Had a nice chat with the plan trustee. He has a lot of information on the RPT. The audit does not center on that but the $275k deduction does make it a target for the auditor. Go figure.
Nice drive to work, chatting most of the way. Otherwise an uneventful trip to Sacrmento. Of course, commutes are best when no event occurs.
Got to work around noon. Not much going on. Did the usual crap I do at work. Lots of calls. I spoke to an IRS auditor who did not think death a valid excuse for failure to provide paperwork. I respectfully disagree. What a bitch. I also kept up on trying to get all my new accounts open. The bank is being a bear about getting the accounts open. I had a few client calls. I billed for all the 1099s, daddy gotta eat.
Just a day full of small tasks, when put together they go in the right direction.
Headed out at about 610. Need enough time to get to the carniceria and pick up dinner. It is Tuesday. One of these Tuesdays I should get tacos, of all things. Then it may be taco Tuesday for real.
Ended up with Costilla de Puerco and I also ordered a chile relleno. When I got home I discovered the Mexican retard at the store gave me chile verde. What a moron. Next week I may have to have words with her. If only I were fluent in Spanish.
Dinner was still very good. Emiky likes the chile verde. Mine was good too. Just missing the chile relleno.
After dinner I spent some quality time with the garbage cans. I also dumped the cat box. That’s always a ton of fun. Fortunately not a heavy garbage day so not too much work.
We are now sitting and watching Ellen degeneres game show. Kinda stupid, but the antics are entertaining. Easy questions mixed with dumb people and a little supposed danger. It’s funny, not uproarious, and keeps me from my book. I am going to bed.