Tuesday Morning in the Afternoon

What do you have to lose? Gonna tell it like it is. Listen to me baby.

Tuesday is way better than Monday. Just sayin. Only thing I know is going on today is the appointment I rescheduled from yesterday. Other than that the day is new and exciting and unknown. All that, unlikely. I hope I can find something to make this day one of a kind. One of a kind good I mean.

Well, all morning items as checked off on the checklist are done. And no different than usual. Definitely not one of a kind. The excitement of morning chores was not palpable. Sorry.

Drive to work was the same. One quick detour. I stopped at Starbucks and got a caramel macchiato and took it to Emily at work. Women need to know you think about them when they aren’t around.

This act of kindness brings up a question: when the hell did a cup of flavored coffee at Starbucks go to $4.75. That’s half a movie. A full meal at McDonalds. A pound of hamburger. Come on, the crap isn’t even good coffee. I always buy a small coffee when I go there. Which isn’t often. Outrageous is the word I use for this. Wow. This is why I make coffee at home or get an americano at the bakery for $1.50.

Moving onward. Work. Got there about 11. That’s early for me. Have I mentioned I hate work? Makes me a late arriver every day. The work today? In a word, scintillating. Ok, boring. The usual load of paperwork plus a call to the IRS. I would be jealous of me too.

Late in the afternoon a client came by. He thought he had an appointment. He didn’t. But I was in need of some excitement so I saw him. We spent a couple hours working on three tax returns. Normal stuff. He is a very entertaining guy, a car salesman. So we usually have a blast. This part of work I enjoy. I managed to finalize all but the paper part of the taxes. That can be mailed later.

This appointment lasted till 430. I had another appointment at 4 and he showed up 10 minutes late. Weird thing, he left. Got a text later and he said he was to busy anyway to see me. Very strange.

Was ready to head home. Got a text from Cara. She has been out today for jury duty. Well, she got picked. Great. Now I am out an employee for a week. I called her, she said she had tried to not get picked but it would appear she was not forceful enough with the attorneys to demonstrate her lack of ability as a juror. Putting it straight, she screwed up. Worse for her, I don’t pay for days off for this bs. Too bad.

I headed home. The drive? Crazy, crazy dull. I stopped on the way at our favorite carniceria for Taco Tuesday. This time they had Chile verde. Hurray for us.

While having dinner I called Michael. He has an interview for a paying internship in Salinas at a County hospital. Sounds like a nice opportunity. He has been sick for over a week so he was more sickly than excited. His mom and I are very excited about it. We did not let on. Mostly. I can hope.

Michael also made an offhand remark about my brother in law. He was in the hospital for a few days. And no one called. Which includes my dumb ass sister Doriene. She left for London in the middle of this last week. She has work. Stupid bitch. Oops. I meant to call her a stupid inconsiderate bitch. My bad. Her husband goes in the hospital and she goes out of town for work.

I phoned Vince and talked to him. I offered to help but he says he has been able to get up and walk for over 24 hours so he thinks he can do things by himself without help. He sounds awful and is on lots of meds. Not dying as I understand it. And no one called. Confusing.

We went to the store to get a few provisions. We are making meatloaf. Marika and I are going to Visalia on Thursday to see dad/grandpa so we are making an extra meatloaf for dad. He will probably get mad. But, he gets mad about everything.

Back to home. A little clean up. Off to bed