My God, it’s April 10th! I am almost done with another miserable tax season. And by miserable, I mean putrid. Awful. Ghastly. Disgusting. Gross. I think an intelligent reader has gotten the point I am trying to make. The season was not nice. But, with the end in sight, I do perk up a bit. Sort of like speeding towards a concrete bridge abutment at a very high speed and knowing the car is going to stop. Abruptly. Or sliding down a razor blade toward a bed of sharpened spikes – an abrupt and momentarily painful end. You can see I have given this some thought.
Since Monday I have done nothing but work. At least nothing but work while I was awake. I do get some sleep. Not much.
Yesterday was Isabella Choe’s wedding day. I mentioned her a couple times. She has been our vacation dog/cat watcher for a few years. She and Marika are old friends from way back or as way back as a 23 year old can go. I mean, I go back 40+ years with some friends. That’s way back. Marika went to SF for the civil ceremony and post nuptial partay at Absinthe. That’s a place I have wanted to go to but could never get a reservation. And I am not invited to the party. So it goes.
Monday was the normal day otherwise. Em and I to work, me home late, dinner and bed. Marika got home between 3 and 4am. Ahh to be 23 again.
Tuesday, not much going. Kid was in bed not moving when I left for work. Again, to be 23 again. I did go to work. And I worked as usual. No detail is too boring for me to share. Though the details are repetitive and mundane so no sharsies.
Taco day today. Emily picked up food in Dixon for us. She confused the hell out of me. What I thought she told me was our dinner, turned out to not be there when I got home. She bought burritos which I avoid. High carbs and all and I usually eat Chile verde or carnitas or cachete or the like. High protein and tasty. I ate left over steak instead. Not the taco Tuesday I had envisioned. Maybe I can find better choices next week when it’s the 16th and I have time.
After dinner, off to bed.
Wednesday. Shaping up to be a real barn burner. And, by that, I mean the usual. I do. It’s weigh in, 147.4 or thereabouts. I did celebrate by getting the PB cookie stash out of the freezer and filling the cookie jar. I love PB cookies. Now I have cookies at home and work (yay Cissie!) so I am in good shape. But not if I eat all the cookies. I will share.
Kid is still fast asleep. I need to wake her and take her to breakfast. I am showing her around and trying to get some interest out of her. Maybe buy in to do something. The breakfast place is hiring and I think it would be a good temp job for her if she ever comes back from Hawaii. She intends to go back again in a few days. Not sure for how long. She seems to think Hawaii solves all her personal issues. I think issues are not cured that way.
I did finally drag her out of bed. She did want to go to breakfast. We took the car in to the shop this morning too. Her car. Clutch issues and regular maintenance. I am sure they will find other problems as well once they inspect. Mechanics gotta eat.
We wen to breakfast. Cafe was packed and it’s only Wednesday. I have been here once before and know it’s a great place. Today, the food took forever. Like six cups of coffee while I waited forever. My kidneys were floating. But it did finally arrive. I ordered the corn beef hash which is so very good. Same as last time. Marikas omelet was, perhaps, best she had ever had. Or so she claimed. That good.
Finished up and I took her back to the house. She wanted to go back to bed. Surprise. I went to work.
So, with all the coffee in my system I still nodded off several times while driving to work. I am just tired.
The work day was identical to all before. Met clients. Prepared taxes. Talked on phone. I have written about this. I work on the manufacturing floor of an accounting factory assembly line. It can be dull.
So, left for home late. Had dinner. Bed.
Thursday, it’s Friday am now, was completely identical to every other day. Nothing, and I mean nothing, was different. It could be any day. But it’s not, it was Thursday. Same shit, different? day. I can’t tell.
Thursday night I was home late. Had dinner. Went to bed.
Ahh, Friday. April 12. At least I have something planned that makes it special. We are going out to our new favorite place, The Tin Lantern in Meadow Vista. That’s about 15 mins from our house, to the north. We ate here a month ago and it is a great place. Meadow Vista is a tiny town. You need a one week lead to get a reservayion at The Lantern. I would say everyone knows this is a great place. Fun, great food, great cocktails (and cheap!) nice people. We do love it. Tonight at 815. Sadly I waited till last Monday to reserve and 815 was earliest available. Crazy.
I am going to go get ready for my Friday.