It’s actually Wednesday. I did not have to make Emily’s lunch today. Party in the park. Tomorrow is last day of school. No lunch to make again. Part of my summer vacay is here already.
Tuesday was dull. Usual crap. I need to find something exciting to regale y’all with. I will think on that and get back to you.
I did contact our chosen concrete guy. Let him know he got the job. He is starting next week by doing all the digging and setting forms. Concrete pour follows the next week. When I talked to him I asked about a deposit and he said give it to me when you see me. I told him I was leaving town and wouldn’t see him. He says, pay me in full when o finish the job. No big. Got to love this guy. We will soon have a garage.
Taco Tuesday was the usual. It’s a damn good thing I like the usual. When Emily gets a job up here we are going to have to find decent Mexican food local. I been going to the same Carniceria since 1990. This will be life changing.
Today, Wednesday, I had an appointment at 11. I was late so I sent them to a local bar for drinks and said I would join them. Of course that’s what they did. Eventually I got there, they were on thirds, I did not drink. We had lunch then went back to my office for business. We talked too long. 3 hour meeting. Nice to see them. They are Dixon clients so I have known both and their families for a long damn time. Long time. These types of appointment are more social than anything else.
What was the rest of the work day? Boring. Did a few things. Managed a tax return or two. Some notices from tax authorities. Forgettable shit to say the least. Exciting?! No.
I was ready to leave by 5 but got caught up in a technical issue with my software. I had contacted their support yesterday, email only, and they had emailed back much later a solution that does not work. I had already tried it. They have no phone support. That would work way too well. Company is called Bill.com. Don’t ever use them. Ever. My only warning.
So I was held up an extra 45 minutes past my exit time. Bill.com is ruining my life. I hate them. But, I sent the idiots a rather terse message so maybe in the am I will get actual help. Breath not held.
Left. Quick trip home. A good day. Spoke to Emily on the way. Her day much longer. She was still out and won’t be home for awhile. It’s 730. She is going to pickup dinner. If I had known how long she was going to be I would have made dinner.
I would usually turn on the TV by now. But the wife is out and I, for one, like the peace and quiet. At least on the outside. There is one hell of a din going on inside my skull. Which is why I don’t add too it with inane chatter.
So. I wait. For woman and food. I have time. I can be quite patient. My patience is legendary because I have none (usually).
Eventually, woman showed up with food. A pastrami burger and a spicy burger. Plus some fries. From Burger & Cream. Food is good. She probably could have gotten one sandwich cuz the two destroyed us. The place has pepper jack cheese. Ghost pepper. And they throw on jalapeños too. Good stuff.
Dinner over. Time for bad TV. Reruns of The Goldbergs. Excellent.