Cancelled

According to my friend Cissie, today has been cancelled and I can stay home. I n honor of that, I am going to workout and then go to work. That woman be crazy. Def.

Workout was tough, not sure why. Could be the workout, could be I feel like crap. Or some of both.

Back home, Marika is in bed sick. Sounds and looks like a cold. With drama.

After my clean up I pulled Marika out of bed. I need a drive to the auto shop to drop off the S2000 for LOF and an inspection. Ride back from the girl to pick up my other car, the Fit, and head to Sacramento. I have an auditor to meet. I hate auditors.

Drive was quick and uneventful. Everybody else must have heard Monday was cancelled and stayed home. People will believe anything.

So, auditor called and postponed till Thursday. Yay for that. I live auditors not coming. And my day opened up. I have no more appointments till 4 and that’s just a meet and greet.

So I worked most of the day, considering I arrived at 1230. My buddy Hal had called earlier, he was broken down in my parking lot. He had to catch a ride to his next appointment. He is coming back later to discuss what we are doing with current cases. Getting paid in then would be nice.

My four o’clock meet and greet was nice. Baseball fan. Sadly, the Dodgers. He is a LinkedIn person and wanted to meet to introduce himself and hit me up for new business. I like the guy, so could happen. Very difficult to say. And he is a Dodger fan.

After I finished up, he left and I was out the door right behind him. Gotta pick up the car before 7. Fortunately, no traffic. Again with that Monday was cancelled thing. Maybe Cissie should cancel it more often.

I did manage to make the homestead by 640. Close enough. Got the kid into the car and we were off. I let her drive my Fit, she dropped the clutch twice in the driveway. I don’t know what is down with that.

We made the auto repair by 655. Close. She left with my car and followed closely with the fast one. I had to stop for gas so any hopes of racing her are gone.

Gas filled, I raced myself home. I won.

Emily was home laying on the couch. Marika has already gone back to bed. Guess they heard about cancellation.

Em and I walked down to the road for the mail. Not much there. Good exercise but nothing of consequence.

We ate Friday’s leftovers for dinner. Marika ate soup, she is sick and miserable. I think soup helps.

A little bad TV followed. And into bed early.