Saturday Retired

I am at Haughn Tire now. I blame our “beloved” Gov Jerry Brown. He has enough money for a train to nowhere and a huge hole in he ground but doe not spend what is necessary to fix our roads. My tires are pothole damaged. Gov Brown is a moron.

The guy at the tire shop just busted my TPMS sensor while removing my tire. So I have to come back for a new one. God damn it. One more thing. Jim hires retards on occasion. Such as the guy doing my tires.

Not a big fan of hanging around the tire shop but I am here all the time. Lots of crap in the roads where I live leads to holes in my tires. Low profile tires look cool but are prone to road damage. But here I am on a Saturday and of course one additional day. Weekends, esp Saturday, are for work. Just not the paying work.

After this, nothing really planned. Emily wants to start the dump of house contents. That will be really fun. Right? No, not right.

Emily called while I was at the tire shop. No cell service their. She is doing a little shopping for V Day, which is coming. Emiky takes all of her Hallmark holidays very seriously. Very.

The dumb ass installing my tires busted my tire pressure sensor. So now I have to come back next week for a new one. What a moron.

After tires I went home. Nothing else planned. I was going to wash my car but the wind is lowing like hell and I don’t want to go outside. So we stayed in. And cleaned out the master bath of things we are tossing and things we are keeping and maybe selling. The estate sale is two weeks out. I want to give them as much crap as possible. Gets rid of a lot and makes us a few bucks. Win win.

After our clean out Emily decided we were done. No more cleaning. She wanted to watch TV and have a cocktail. Not quite. I had to get some info for my real estate agent. That took 30 mins. Then I made cocktails. And watched the olympics. For an hour. Then we made dinner and Emily had another cocktail. Not me. And we ate while watching the Olympics. Seems the thing to do.

Well we continue, more winter sports watching. Also, online shopping for Emily for V day. And texting back and forth with friend Cissie. She gave me V day ideas. Most not good. Some excellent. Bob is texting about the truck. He may have a buyer. Don’t care who I sell it too.