Vacation will fade, eventually. All the details of the trip will move to deep memory probably to never be thought of again. But that is later. Today I still remember. It’s what makes me realize how my regular days really are.
I was out of bed around seven. I had planned on going to work out. I put on my workout clothes, made coffee and breakfast and was ready. Which is when I realized my car, where the gym key is, is in the shop. In Sacramento. So, no workout. Farq.
Instead, I shifted gears. I stripped off all the workout clothes and…..took a shower. Got dressed and headed to work. Almost. I realized I had an appointment scheduled for 9am. Oops. Gonna miss that one. I called her and we rescheduled it to 3pm.
Ok, I didn’t go to work. I went to the shop where my car is, spoke to the boss, paid him some money and got my key. Then I went to work. Some things are more important than work.
Once I was set with the shoo and car then I went to work. My first day in three weeks. How not exciting.
I got to the office by 11. It was not an exciting homecoming. It felt as though I had never left. Carol echoed the same sentiment.
So, I settled in. I have a short day due to 3pm appt. an hour into my short day and a client stopped in. He had a few things to discuss. Then he wanted to take the whole office to lunch. I begged off, the others were gonna go, then they said no cuz I wasn’t going so I said I would go and then everyone said no. So I went to lunch with my client and no one else went. This of course burned off an hour of an already short day. I mean, I do like free lunch and all but I have a lot of work to do. I would rather do it.
Back from lunch I had about 45 mins before I had to leave for my 3pm. I did not squander my time but you can’t really get going in such a short span of time.
I got in the car at 215. Traffic can suck so I am leaving early. Glad I did because I arrived at exactly 3. Just lucky I guess.
I am just getting a haircut. But, not just a haircut. Haircut and the last six weeks of gossip. I went so far as directly asking for info from my hair cutter. I like gossip.
After haircut I went across the street to my other clients office, a real estate broker. She has even more to say about the locals we know. I got a real fix on gossip. Lots more going on than I could imagine. Sadly, I can’t talk because this would be a direct line back. Sorry.
When I finally left Dixon it was so late in the day I just headed straight home. It took two hours to get home. Traffic was slow, to say the least. Which I just did.
Evening was the usual. Only difference is Marika now has a job as a server at a local place in Old Town so she is out at work some evenings. Tonight is one of those.
We had dinner, just the two of us and went to bed.
Emily woke up at 2 am and Marika was not home. And we had no phone call. We pinged her phone and she was supposedly still at work though the restaurant had closed at 11. Of course, Emily panicked. She did not answer calls or texts. Emily decided to drive downtown. At about this point, pinging her phone showed she was moving, getting closer to home. We sorta felt better.
A few minutes later she showed up in an Uber. Drunk as hell. I was inside, saw the car arrive, and leave. I went out to the driveway and she was lying face up in the middle of the driveway. Drunk.
Well it turns out she had gotten off work at 11 and gone out for drinks at a bar across the street. This is why pinging her phone showed her at work. I had to damn near carry her into the house. It was 230. We were supposed to be up at 6 next morning, her for dentist and me for work. What fun.
Would have been nice to receive a call so we could avoid panic and worry. Kids are a pain, you know?
I got her into bed. I went back to bed. And tried to sleep