Month: October 2018

Not. Today I have a line up planned. First, finish cleaning up the leaves as we discussed yesterday. Clean up and go to the bakery. This time, buy something to eat. That’s a thrill. Then off to work and prep tax returns. That left me breathless. You too?

Good news, after 10/15 there are no major deadlines till 3/15. That’s like a vacay. Well, sort of. Just more time to stand around with my hands in my pockets.

Weigh in today, 153.5. Which is exactly what I weighed last week. Hence the small celebration. Would have preferred large weight loss but not in the cards. Next week. I would really prefer to lose every week and hit goal because then things change a little and I like that. I would get more and different food. That’s a celebration.

Hey, here’s a bonus. I finally remembered what I did late yesterday morning. Now that I remember, I think it’s weird I forgot. Well, I went to the doctor at 11 am yesterday. Nothing unusual, they call once in awhile and ask me to come in. While there, good timing, I got my flu shot. Zero deductible. Same for the tetanus. They ordered a Shingles shot delivered to my pharmacy because they have none. All this, and I could not remember when blogging. Strange.

Back to Wednesday. I spent an hour picking leaves off the reseeded lawn areas. As I told you, arduous process, can’t use a rake. Pain in the ass. But now done. So if I go out each morning till they sprout the process is just a touch up.

Left the house in the convertible. Getting close to the time I store her for winter. So gotta get my rides in while it’s warm. Top is down. It’s a beautiful day. So off I go. Got as far as the bakery. One quick cinnamon roll. These are not the mall type. More the bakery type with the flavor emphasis on the sweetened raised dough with light icing and cinnamon. The mall rolls are on steroids.

Now off to work. The cinnamon roll lasted about one minute.

I walked in to the office at 1059. My 11 o’clock was waiting for me. He was surprised too.

I worked on his last two returns with the info he brought. Finished all inside 90 minutes. He left happy. Only owes $40K. Ouch.

Well, that’s it. The rest of the day was tax returns. For five hours. Again, it’s tax deadline time and taxes are what I do. So I do them. All day. Duh.

I would like to announce the end of an era, of sorts. Today the escrow company emailed. The first mortgage holder on my office building, for sale, screwed up the demand. Which means they forgot how much they need to ask for. Morons. My title office was cursing and spitting bullets. This has been on the verge of closing sale for about four weeks. Lo and behold, at 345 title called and all was in order. She sent it to record. I called title office at 445. It recorded. I have sold the piece of crap. It’s gone. Praise the Lord!!! So I hung up. Then called the gas co, electric company, water company, and on and on and shut them off. I am done. Love it.

Ride home top down. Much faster than usual. It’s a great day. Not very exciting, Save for the sale of the building. But the day turned out well.

Now dinner done so day is done and I am watching TV. Soon bedtime. And dreams of real estate I don’t own.

Let’s face it, I never get the Tacos. So Carnitas it is.

Nothing special going down today. Zero, really. Had an appointment with the aesthetician at 930. That’s sorta special. New mom that she is I got to see the cutest baby in the world pictures. Always fun.

Oh yeah, I forgot, I spent an hour cleaning up the leaves off the newly overseeded lawn. Why did it take so long? I have to do it by hand because a rake would screw up the new seed. So only by hand. Why so many leaves? Because as soon as I put down the seed there was a huge wind storm for a couple days. Pain in the butt.

I was picking the leaves when I realized I had an appointment at 930. Oops. Had to leave in the middle of my task and run to Dixon. So finish up tomorrow.

I can’t for the life of me figure out what I was doing between 10 to noon. Funny. I have got to remember to write this crap down before late in the evening.

I arrived at the office at one, just in time for my one o’clock appointment. My one o’clock can’t really do his taxes. His soon to be ex wife still has not signed the 2016’s and he is not sure she will sign this years return. But he came in and discussed what he needed to finish it. He is truly optimistic.

After he left, I spent the rest of my day prepping to returns. I know most find this surprising, or shocking. It’s not. It’s what I do for a living. And it’s quite difficult to make it exciting.

I did take a break to call a client, Jason, who sells cars. Lots of cars. He is a fleet manager for a large Ford dealership. I am trying to find a great deal on a performance car of sorts. A hot hatchback really. Ford has a couple and I can get an excellent deal on one from Jason. It’s for my nephew, Owen. His father, my bro in law Nobby (really) had called and asked me to get him something. The kid wants a fast racing machine like a wrx or gti. I think a Ford for 20k would suit him better. And not bankrupt his Dad. Jason is looking.

I left for home and the carniceria at about 530. There was the usual smooth drive home.

I stopped and picked up dinner. I did not get what I wanted which annoys the hell out of me. I wanted Adobada. No. Those people never get enough made of anything. They always run out of something. And I get unhappy. I think it’s why I usually order one of the standards. Which I did tonight after I got shot down.

No big excitement after dinner I did have to go to the store to pickup coffee beans. My coffee guy has been missing in action and not delivered my beans as he should. So I actually had to pay for coffee beans. That is just not right. While out I got syrup for my breakfast. And, most importantly, I went to the pet store in search of a pet gate. Jaxon exploded all over the house again yesterday. All over. I have to get a crate or a fence. He needs locking up. Preferably in an asylum but for the time being just confined securely. Damn dog. No gate was tall enough or long enough. I think Chewy.com.

Now watching TV I just hate. Isn’t that cool? I want to watch good but it is not available. Sounds like life.

I am gonna quit and go to Chewy. If anything cool comes up, I will add it in.

Marika just drove away. We had gone to he German Bakery for coffee since my delivery is still not in. The bakery does not have the greatest coffee butbit is the closest to the house. That counts for a lot. For both of us, a trip here is difficult. You are required to walk by the pastry case on the way in and out. The kid and I both love pastries, more than any other sweet. I am a baker at home because I love the outcome, fresh baked goods. I used to have a job making cakes, cookies and breads. I think they call that baker. Anyway I love the stuff. Both Marika and I are on a diet and almost where we want to be. Last night we blew it out and ate ice cream cake after dinner. Had wine with dinner. All that means no more cheating today. Sadly.

This mornings usual duties went quick and easy. Of course, there is no coffee to make. Remember, I get it free which is why I don’t just run out and buy some. But all went smoothly in spite of an extra animal and extra person.

I am out to work early too. What a day. One stop to mail a package and I am on to the office.

Well, getting here early just means more fun. More time to do more work. That’s what I want. Not.

I worked continually all day. It is 7 days from deadline so there is plenty to do. Thinking about it now, of course, nothing stands out. I know that makes the job sound really exciting but that’s how it is. Boring at times. But it does consume me. And get me paid which is the most important part.

I left work early to go to Cash and Carry to pick up cupcake cups for Emily. Used at fall festival. They have lids which keeps the disgusting little fingers out of the cupcake. Anyhow, good deed done.

No traffic trip home. Back to normal. I got home and my stupid Cocker had pooped and peed on the floor. I think I need to kill him. That would work. Or lock him up. Forever. That would work. I am tired of cleaning up after a 15 year old dog with no bladder or bowel control. It’s not fun. It’s a little less than fun. No, wait, a lot less than fun.

After this debacle, Emily came home. And missed all the cleanup fun. Again, less. So, I washed my hands. Then we fed the little fur covered cretins. Not all of them suck, just the cocker.

We made some leftovers for dinner. Steak from last night. And a salad. Nothing else because we are lazy. It was fabulous. No wine. Still good.

After dinner it was nothing but bad TV. Some music show Emily loves. I could do without it. But there’s only one TV and it’s a small house. But 2 hours long? Yikes.

So I have blogged for awhile. At least something I enjoy. Soon I get to go to bed. That I enjoy too.

I slept in today. Hard to believe. Till 830. I am not going to alert the media, the blog will suffice.

In honor of sleeping in, one of the cats shit in the bathroom and buried it in the bathmat. I could kill them both just to make sure I got the culprit. That seems fair. The dogs were fine. And Jax slept through. I would record this in my diary but I don’t have one. The blog will suffice.

It’s big paper day. I have to go to the store. We have no coffee. So, to save energy, I ate brekkies and read the paper. Quick shower, towels to washer.

And, I’m off. First stop Starbucks, of course. I have no choice. I brought my own creamer this time which is a drastic improvement over theirs.

I was in Sonoma yesterday, as I mentioned. While eating lunch I spilled about half my salad on my shoe. Shoe is suede. Dressing is oily. So it left a blotch on my shoe. Why am I restating this? Well, my retail experience today is not about the coffee. It’s about my search for a suede brush and some shoe shampoo.

Where do you go for shoe supplies – polish, brushes, etc? When I was a kid I had a shoe shine kit. I was able to restock the supplies from the grocers. No problem. Well, I am assuming everyone has crap shoes now and throws them away when dirty. I base this on my day. Target, nothing. And by nothing I mean that. Walmart. The rack, they had a rack, was 95% empty. One can of boot cleaner. I got it. Hardware store. Many brushes, nothing I really wanted. I bought one that was close. I know, you are screaming Amazon at your phone. Yes, one more nail in the coffin lid of American retail. The above took 2 1/2 hours as well. Online it is. But I got it today at least.

Home at last. I pulled the convertible out and parked outside. It was in Emily’s spot. I fit the Fit back in her spot on the right side. Went in to finish chores. I have some NY strips and stuffed mushrooms defrosting. Marika will be home for dinner tonight and I want something nice. Emily is home too. She needs a welcome home dinner. And me, I like steak. We all win.

I have laundry to do as well. Sheets and towels, it is Sunday. Goin to that.

Did that. Laundry is moving. All loads have been washed or are washing. Some wet piled on top of washer, waiting. Last wash load in. I sat down.

As I was sitting, after about 15 seconds, I realized it was time to use my shoe maintenance supplies. Put em to the test. It’s only one of the suede shoes, this may be easy. One thing I can say for certain, 99% of the shoe wearing public does not look at how dirty their shoes are. In Japan, everyone knows and its shoes off. We are not Japan. My shoes are dirty and as of yesterday, stained as well. Which is why I noticed how dirty they were. I took them off and looked at them. You take yours off and kick them into the corner. Like I said, no one looks.

This shoe cleaning foam does not seem that great. It’s a spray on, wait ten, wipe off, and hope they are clean. I have little faith. I won’t know till they dry.

Speaking of waiting till they dry, I cleaned one cat litter box and dumped the other. It’s weird, I would say the two cats pee in one and poop in the other. Maybe that’s normal. Of course, no cat is normal, in my limited experience.

Emily just called. She just left the ranch. As it’s called. I can not equate yoga with ranch. I would say yoga is antithetical to ranching. I neither ranch nor practice yoga. Just my humble opine. Emily should be home in about an hour. Not enough time left in the day to do anything what with a dinner guest and all. Too bad.

I sat and looked at new cars, some used, for an hour before Emily finally got home. Homecoming was somewhat of a let down. Her idea of a good time? Unpack the car then sweep and mop the floors. I finished the laundry. She then cleaned the kitchen sink. Not the dishes, I always take care of those, but the sink. And complained about it. Welcome home.

She is now relaxing in the blue room with today’s paper and I am back at this grindstone. I presume Marika will be home at about 630 or so. I have the steaks almost defrosted. I gotta speed them up so I can get them to room temp. They cook so much better at the right temp. For the time being I am writing. Until I find something better to do.

Well something better was a trip to the store. Emily needed E6000 glue for her glass projects. She has set up the glass grinder in the kitchen to finish a few items she fired before she went to yoga camp. She needed the glue for I don’t know what. But we got it.

We got home and Emily went back to grinding glass. I went back to sitting on my booty. Not much else to do. I did prep the dinner. Steaks to smoker, I chopped the broccoli and defrosted the stuffed mushrooms. Then, I waited for Marika to finally get here. She arrived at 815. It was tough to make dinner and time it to be perfectly done with her arrival. But I soldiered through it.

Oh yeah, Marika brought our grandkitty, Vlad, home with her. That’s because we are sitting for her for the next week. What is she doing? She is dog sitting for two large and obnoxious dogs. Her bosses dogs. And they don’t mix well with the cat. So we get an extra four paws for the week. All over the counters, furniture, shelves, etc. Vlad is special.

No matter what, dinner was great. We had a nice catch up chat-fest which is always fun. We all ate whatever in spite of our current diets. Nice. Marika brought wine from work. A couple nice Pinots. Hey, I forgot, Marika’s boss offered her a full time job when she is done with school. How cool is that? Well, in answer to my own question, very damn cool. I wish that had happened to me.

For dessert, we had dessert yay!, the last of the ice cream cake from my birthday. Boy this just can’t get any better!

Well all is done. It’s 10 and all are headed to bed. Tomorrow is work and etc. I hate work. Then we could all stay up. Like when we were kids and thought we would stay up every day when we got older. We were stupid. I wish I could go back and tell me what an idiot I was.

I am watching the news which is as bad as bad TV gets. At 11 the news is a repeat of 5 and 6 broadcasts. So the lazy bastards just hit the copy button for 11.

This is more excitement than I can take. I am gonna go to bed. And read a good book. Which is always better than TV. Trust me.

I almost forgot. The shoe detail. Did it work? Not well. It faded the stain by half but since I know where it is I see it whenever I look at it. I need to keep salad dressing on the salad from now on.

Well, it is now, sort of. At noon.

Day started early because I did not sleep well. Yay. On a day I could sleep however long I wanted. Again, no chores inside cuz Emily still in Sonoma. That’s nice. I read the paper without coffee. We are still out. Breakfast.

Then mow the lawn. My new neighbor decided now was a good time to lean over the fence to introduce the family. That’s nice but I am in limited time. Need to get crap together to overseed the lawn, mow it and go to Sonoma. But I was polite. His name is Shane and he is a chef. Cute daughter about 4, Stella. I would say nice neighbors or so it seemed. We shot the beeeze for quite awhile till I just had to go mow. Sorry. It’s mowed.

Hardware store had a one step overseed product. I would normally not but this is a rental and this is on my dime. So I went cheap. Sue me.

Back home, no time for yard. Showered, dressed and off, top down, to Sonoma. I was 20 minutes early. Oh well. Emily is not here yet. Gonna wander the square till she gets here.

Emily did finally get here. I only waited 20 minutes. Not much fun. The Sonoma Plaza is not too exciting. Mostly because I have been here a hundred times. That’s a lot. So, I was saying, Emily arrived. We decided to have lunch, not a stretch cuz it’s lunchtime. We went to the Cheese Factory (like always). They have BBQ, sandwiches, salads, wine etc.

The place was not packed. Usually here its a long wait and all the tables are full. Not even close. Even with live music out in the square and lots goin on it was slow.

Emily ordered tri tip BBQ sandwich. I just picked up a Caesar salad. Well, the tri tip was not very good. Salad was bland. Kinda sad for $25. Overpriced bad food.

At least that can’t ruin the day. We did wander through the shops for awhile. Also, not very busy. Maybe everyone else has figured out Sonoma is overpriced. I don’t know. We still had a pleasant time meandering through and not buying anything.

At about two I headed for Vacaville. The day is hot and breezy. This kind of lends itself to the top down. My drive was pleasant but the traffic was slow which was a little miserable most of he ride. Too much stop and go. Really, too much stop.

Trip home was at least 30 minutes longer than my drive there.

I got back mid afternoon. I actually have chores today, real yardwork. You may recall, while we were away this summer, the heat killed off half the sod laid down before we got here. So half the lawn has been dead for the last four months. Today I overseed the lawn. It’s been cool and nice which is good weather for it.

I changed into my work clothes and headed to the hardware store. That’s where all fun starts. I needed a few things. Like everything. Since we moved, most tools and supplies are in storage. I have nothing here to help do any work. So, I had to buy a rake, four containers of seed, stakes and vinyl tape. The stakes and tape are for keeping the dogs off the fresh seed. My dogs are really stupid.

I spent about 3 hours on my mini garden party. Takes the bare areas, spread seed mixture, stakes and tie tape. Not much fun. If the results are good, all is forgiven.

After yardfun I got all cleaned up. It’s really boring around here without Emily. I worked for a couple hours on some work crap which is always fun on a weekend. Took a few text messages too.

Dinner time was the only fun part of my evening. It was delicious but it was missing company. I may need to have dessert to keep it going.

I have been watching TV the past 90 minutes. I have to continually change channels just to keep my interest and find something worthwhile to watch. TV is truly putrid most of the time.

I will be going to bed soon I hope. Tomorrow should be better, Emily will be home around 2. Or so.

It’s Friday. Means little since the last tax deadline of the year is one week away.

This morning was not normal. Suits me. Did all the normal things, but Emily is gone so it’s breakfast for one and no bag lunch. And no coffee, I’m out.

Got all done quick. I need to be in the office for my first appointment. That’s right, four yesterday and two today. These are the habitual late filers. A different breed of client. You know, you see them on the corners with cardboard signs. Seldom wash, wearing rags. That’s right.

I digress. This morning I threw the dogs out for an hour to get them empty. They were fine, relax. I got all my crap together and called Uber. Why? Today the S2000 is ready to be picked up. Ya!!! So Ubered to Superior Auto Body and got my car, finally. Gonna drive in style.

Off to Sacramento. One stop, at Starbucks, large ice coffee. That truly helped my day. I arrived about 15 minutes prior to my first appointment and lo and behold, my noon appointment had already arrived. Hey bad news loser, someone else exists in your world. And he has an appointment with me too.

I gave him ten minutes, ontime guy arrived, kicked early guy into waiting room. He gets to read old magazines for an hour.

First guy said he had to get done today because he was leaving for Vietnam in the morning. Like I care. Though I did manage to finish the data colllection today and ascertain a very good estimate of the balance due. He said his wife would come over next week to finish up. She’s not going with him. My wife would never put up with that. But he is now done. And printed and awaiting the wife. Took 90 minutes.

Ok, on to the next victim. Or am I the next victim? Much like the first client, this guy helped me create a beautiful work of fiction. The type of fiction that suspends reality as well. I know many think tax returns are all truth and justice. Not true. Some people lie like rugs. They tell me stories. I have no reason to disbelieve them, but I do. I have no proof but I know.

After the return was done I helped create a greater fiction – his daughters financial aid filing. I do this sort of thing quite often. Most parents seem to lack the ability or knowledge, or think they do, to fill out student aid forms. Not sure. So I end up doing it. And they all want the same thing – a good education for their kid. Right? No. They want financial aid that pays all costs wherever the kid goes to college. So there is a big incentive to make themselves poor. Which means lie. I mean, not as far as I actually know. But, lie.

By the time I got finished with these two bubbas, four hours had passed. But they are done.

The balance of my day was spent finishing up tax returns. Duh. The deadline is a week away. I will live these returns for another week.

I left the office around 545. Not so bad. I have the convertible so it’s top down and go. The wind blows away my cares and my sins. I hope. Maybe I should go to confession? Nah. He has heard it all before. I could mail it in. Probably not how it works. Oh, for regular readers, the traffic was horrendous. An extra hour over the usual drive. Truly awful. Not fun or funny. I made no stops.

Got home by 8 ish. Fed the animals. Fed myself. That was nice. Marika called during dinner prep, that lasted a good 30 minutes. Very talky tonight. But I enjoyed it. A conversation like that takes you out of a miserable day. That’s nice. Though my wife, out of town Emily, called 3 times while I was on the phone to Marika. And also called Marika a couple times too. I think she alternated. She needs a hobby. Or maybe take a friend with her next time.

By the time all was done and cleaned up and I had called Emily back, it was 10pm. What to do? I know, just for fun, let’s hook in to the office online and do a tax return for a trucking company. That would be all candy and nuts! So I did. But I did get another return done.

I am in bed now. Listening to the dog, outside, whine. I threw him out 15 minutes ago when I realized the fucker had shit all over the front room. I hate that dog. Btw, by shit I mean diarrhea. Ya, it’s a beautiful day. Not sure whether to just leave him out or kill him. Tough choice. I am signing off. Have to go get the shotgun. Just kidding! Calm down. I would use a bat. Lol. It’s not legal to fire a gun inside city limits. Everyone knows that.

Ok. It’s Thursday and the day sucked. Work wise. Mostly because I had to work. Four appointments. An appointment requires me to be “on” for an hour or more. Four puts hem back to back. Which means no room for recharge. So it’s awful but you cant let on. Hence, it sucks. Sucks the life out of the day. And the life out of me. I am signing off here. I’m sorry, it’s late and I got nothing left. And Emily is gone to yoga camp which means I have to do all chores myself. No sympathy needed. It’s just extra work at home at the end of a bad work day. Bye.

It’s 830. In the evening. I can not remember what I did all day. Sorry.

First thing, it’s Wednesday, so weigh in. 153.2. 2 more pounds gone. I may be through the weight loss part of the diet in two weeks. That could be nice.

Nothing else this morning comes to mind. Nothing. Although, I did have two blackberry handpies for breakfast. That was super cool.

Off to work, with no detours or issues. Work was without any visitors or interruptions. Sounds very nice. And it was. I managed a few tax returns, deadline is getting close, cleaned up my desk, made some calls. I had a day.

The drive home had no accidents like this morning. Relatively easy and fast.

Emily has a large pot of minestrone on the stove when I got home. That is a good way to end the day. I made a pan of cornbread to go along with it. I call that a very nice meal. And since it’s weigh in day I plan to cheat a little in dessert. It’s good for me.

He rest of this evening will be bad TV. Nothing good on tonight. Last night I even went to bed early to avoid it.

I’m sorry I don’t have much to contribute to the blog today. I just did not pay attention. Sorry again.

Moisture condensed from the atmosphere and it falls visibly in separate drops covering the ground quickly as to wash away all the dirt of the past seasons.

Non poetically, it’s raining. I forgot the forecast though I had been following it all week. Rain Tuesday. Then no more on the forecast, at least two more weeks. This is the first rain of the season so I expect lots of accidents on the way to work. Some drivers seem to forget how to drive in the rain even though it rained last May. People are double stupid when they get into their car.

I like the rain. It usually means snow and then skiing. I look forward to the winter. This rainy little precursor to the real winter is nothing more than a tease. But a tease can be fun too.

I think this weekend may be when I overseed the lawn. All the dead spots from the summers heat wave need fixing and patching. The rain is a gentle reminder that the days shorten and temps drop to where this is possible. I have been looking forward to the lawn repair. As much as one can look forward to yard work. I have had almost zero yard work since March, none since the big move. So this is going to be a little fun. Probably. The follow up on a reseed is then every day for two weeks or so. Just like kids. Watch em for two weeks then let them grow on their own. Am I right?

Today is shaping up to be a pile of steaming joy. I joke. I have a meeting at noon with somewhere between 2 and 12 people.

So the work day is done. Why not write during the day? Well, let me tell you.

On the way to work I made a stop to drop off some paperwork. Got a call, that lasted 30 minutes. Lovely. The world did not change because of it. I drove to work.

So I did some, very little, actual work when I arrived at about 1130. Just a few things, like straightening up for guests.

First arrival at near noon. One. We chatted. Second arrival at 1215. We continued worthless banter. Two arrived at 1230, for a meeting at 12, and away we go. I don’t like large meetings. Everyone feels they need to ask questions and look smart and participate. They don’t. But it does make the damn meeting that much longer. And they asked the stupidest questions. They are purchasing a clients business and this is part of their due diligence. But, wanting records from 10 years ago is idiotic. 3 years would be recent, any farther back and data loses relevance. It went like this for two hours. A complete waste of my time. I got tonthe point I was telling them emphatically what was important and what to ignore. These people are cray cray. And to think, there are 8 more in the group. OMG.

After these folks had left, my next meeting started. And did not end until 630. About four hours. Now we did have others join us during that span which lengthens the process but damn that’s a lot of talking. I was tired at the end and kinda had to push the last guy out the door.

I left immediately after. Time to get dinner, it’s Tuesday. Nice drive home which is the only relaxing part of my day.

Arrived at the carniceria just after 7. They weren’t closed and had plenty of food. Two very surprising things. The costillas de Puerco con nopales were calling my name – Guillermo, Guillermo!! Just like that. Only quieter. Carnitas for the bride. And that’s dinner.

Now I am blogging and getting mauled by my cat. In front of the TV. Although it’s not bad TV. Hey, it’s possible. I am going to go do the monthly bills. Then maybe some more OK TV. Or bedtime. I will report back.

Yes, those are meant to be sarcastic. I don’t look forward to work, I look forward to not work. And I look forward to the ultimate long weekend, retirement. My Dad has been retired for 35 years. All you actuaries go to hell. Maybe I am more like my Dad than anyone thinks. 35 years. That’s a big number. And it continues.

Well, every workday is a step towards that. So, that’s a positive reason to go to work. That, and my bi annual CPA license mailing is due. That’s important. It’s my license to steal from the public. Lol. I am just kidding. It’s a license that allows the POS Board of Accountancy to steal from me. Money, time and energy. I hate them with a great passion. I will tell you no CPA has ever been a great fan of over-regulation. Or regulation for that matter. We deal with morons at IRS and other do nothing federal and state agencies. Those morons tell us what to do. Amazing. We ought to regulate them. They will all be the first ones up against the wall when the revolution comes. This is what one interaction with the regulating authorities can do to you. Put you off your Wheaties.

Let’s forget about that till I get to work. Won’t be long. Or not long enough.

At work I managed to get my license renewal packaged up and finally mailed. At least, I did it just after my first appointment. Which lasted 3! hours. Yikes. Client Gabriel needed three returns done. Hence the long time to end. I still need info for the 3rd return, maybe tomorrow.

After Gabriel had left, finally, I was able to start working on my day. Though it got interrupted several times. I got to work some on the building sale. Which is really going poorly. The bank holding the first is being a dick. They want more money. Though the sale price covers their deed of trust, they have legal costs they want me to pay. Won’t happen. See, the bank is still pissed that a marijuana recommendation clinic had been a tenant in the building. They hired attorneys who dutifully billed hours to them to the tune of $40k plus. So bank now wants me to magically come up with more money. I want a solid gold pisser. We are not going to be disappointed. But I had to speak with the attorney and my agent today. Still don’t know where this is going.

Not much else to do today. Mostly just phone calls. I spent a great deal of time on several calls with Michael. He was buying his first car, down in LA, and I came into the proceedings several time to answer his questions and keeping him from getting screwed. I spoke to the sales manager and finance and salesman. Glad I got involved. That took up quite a bit of time and broke up the day to the point of inefficiency. Anyhow, the dealer did try to screw him out of $1000 by putting something on the car he did not want and then not saying anything. Gotta love car dealers. We ended up with a decent deal and I am sure he will be happy. He pays and I can be sure he will respect what he pays for. I hope.

By the time I did all of this stuff I had to leave. I had to deliver a check to my architect so had to get moving a little early and head downtown. Architect had called with an update on variance and asked me to pay him. I had a nice drive over but added time by missing my exit. Not a lot of time but some.

The drive home May have had a little more traffic than usual because I left earlier. Not sure I mind really.

So home. Made dinner. It was the exact same thing as last night. Loved it. Turns out stupid dog had crapped all over. One good thing, I wasn’t there. And, the nice rug he used to like to crap on, I put it up a couple days ago so he could not shit on it again. And he didn’t. I am so smart.

And dinner was excellent. Thank you.

So I ended my evening blogging and listening to bad TV. It’s lovely but it entertains me.

Time for bed.