Another Fun Weekend

Not this one, of course. This one just sucked shit.

It’s now Sunday at 1125pm. Just for perspective.

Saturday up early. My car was in service so I decided to drive Marika’s to work. Hers is easy to find. It’s the filthy one parked by the trailer. Really filthy. On the inside. The recent tins have sorta cleaned outside. But it needs a drive. And it needs an oil change. And a detail. Today, she gets a drive. I left for work at 10am. I came home at 11. Pm. In between I worked. Like a dog. As usual, no reports for you on the work. It’s just continual to work, file after file, with the monotony broken by an occasional call or text. It’s like base jumping. Without the pure thrill. And no excitement.

I did get a call from service. Maintenance cost me $300. But I had some other issues. Like a broken door lock assembly. That part comes in this week sometime. $521. Yikes. But I like my door to latch well and properly. So I’m fixing it. And the mystery noise (a screech) when I cold start? That would be a $692 starter. I will wait on that one. If it’s gonna break, it’s gonna break. Could be next year.

Good times.

Sunday was better. We got up early after having set our clocks forward last night. I hate that. I needed a ride to get my car from service. Also, I invited my lovely wife out for breakfast. We are making our way through the local eateries. Breakfast was very good. Loved it. $30 to two does seem pricey. Service and food very good.

Then it happened. I went to work. See Saturday above for what happened because it happened again. Don’t worry, I brought broken toothpicks to prop my eyes open. And I had a lot of coffee.

Back hone at 11pm. Emiky ate the steak she said I could have. Nice. There is nothing much you can make, or want to make, at 1115 pm. I opened a can of beanie weenies. I love those. And I had another hot dog to add in. Good stuff.

Going to bed.