It’s a beautiful day. I hear it’s going to warm up then rain later on. I will be inside for 14 hours so it hardly matters.
I was thinking this morning, I do that sometimes, till my head hurts. But, I was saying, I was thinking about what I do every morning. Feed all, incl pets, get Emily ready, etc. same thing every day. Habit. Don’t have to remember, it’s just response. Well, not quite. Our dog, Jaxon, had Leptospirosis a couple years back. Almost killed him. Left him with not much control of his rear end. He poops and does not know it. His habit is to do it outside, if he can get there. He needs to go out immediately after eating. Immediately. I get that. Emily gets it. So why do we have so much trouble remembering it? Our bad memories are reinforced in a nasty way every time we forget. Like this morning. I forgot. And Jax did his thing. Inside the house. It’s lovely. I remember everything. Why not remember dog goes out. It’s a mystery.
I took a load of cardboard to the office this morning. My building has four large dumpsters for tenant use. So I make free use of them. It’s been handy during our move especially since we have only one garbage can at home. Our last place in Vacaville, 3 cans. There, never full up. Here, often full day after can is emptied. Mostly due to cardboard. In Auburn, all garbage is sorted somewhere else which is def old school. I am used to the multi can system where I do the sorting. Strangest thing of all, I had the same garbage company in all three towns, here, Dixon and Vacaville. Nothing is standard. I should ask my friend Kim about this. She works for the garbage company. Maybe it makes sense to them.
No big things today. Went to work, stopped for coffee. I need coffee. Spent the day chained to my desk doing taxes. Like every other day. I can’t wait till 4/16 when I get my life back.
Michael and Carly are visiting, not us, and we will see them Thursday night. I am skiing half day with them Friday morning. They leave for some event with friends and return on Sunday morning. Like I said, they are not visiting us. Michael moves long ago and it’s like not having a son. He just disappeared. Strange.
I should skip to the chase. I finished work and left the office at about 1020pm. The days work is not worth reciting. Meetings, calls and work. That’s it.
It’s Tuesday and Emily did stop at Lupitas for take out dinner. Our fave carniceria in Dixon. As I have said, herr in Auburn there is no decent Mexican food. There is better than other, but nothing beats the food you get where the Mexicans live. Which is why we get ours in the flatlands. It’s just better. Actually far better.
So tonight, home, and there is Chile verde, costilla de puerco and carnitas. Fantastic. I love this stuff. I would say a little bit of home but my new home is here. And none of this is around.
I filled up on my faves. And went to bed. After sleeping so poorly, I expect to be dead all night. We can only hope.