Tuesday of Joy

First day back at work from the last weekend of summer. It really was a joy going back to work because we both had been quite bored over the weekend. At the very least, work gives us tasks to perform. Much less boring than the no task days over the weekend.

This morning was the usual. Nothing amazing. Feed ‘en all and throw em out. Emily left for work on time, with the very tasty lunch I made for her.

I got ready rather quickly. All ready to go in under 45 minutes. Before I left I had one new task. I had to put a diaper on the stupid cocker. The little shit got up last night and pissed all over the front room. Love the dog. So today I diapered the shithead.

Off to work. I did make a few calls on the way. All illegal non hands free operation of my cell phone. I do it everyday. No exceptions because it’s Tuesday.

I had only one appointment today. Old client, 20 years, came in to get his two tax returns done. Always nice to see old friends and catch up on things. And do some work. And then get paid for it. That’s best.

The rest of the workday was a pile of the usual accounting excrement. Piled high. Tomorrow I will do it again. The damesdline is coming, 9/15, so I gotta get my work done quick so I can have all done in ten days. Then get paid which helps pay the bills. I just love deadline time.

Tonite is taco Tuesday. I almost forgot because it feels so much like Monday. So after a nice, boring, task oriented day I left for the carniceria. Gotta get there by 630 or possible no food or even closed. But it wasn’t. So one serving of Chile verde and one of carnitas. Good for me.

Emily wasn’t home when I got there. I fed the dogs and cats. And waited for her. She was back from working out a few minutes after I got home. Time for Mexican food. Dinner was sadly quite quick.

I had one errand to run after dinner. I went to the phone company. I had to find out how I got a $2000 phone bill. The nice guy at the store explained it well enough – I was fucked. He said I could call the international department and cry a river and they might give me a credit. Maybe.

Back to home and now watching TV. Too early for bedtime. Maybe in 30. I am hoping tomorrow will be a little more exciting.