Just tried to get the kid out of bed. Claims she is going to go with me to the gym. I am not convinced. Yet. Woke her at 650. Am. Now 659 and she just yelled something. At 650 she said three more minutes. How many times you heard that? Going for my last shot. Wish me luck. Cat is here. Head butting me. Don’t know what that means.
Will wonders never cease? I went in to wake her, she was awake. On her phone looking at “news” items. I think that’s awake. I stepped out so she could dress. Funny how some kid I have seen naked a thousand times can be so shy. Whatever. Cat was still on the couch and I am waiting with her now. 4 minutes. Past my appointed exit time. That’s my daughter.
On Tuesday and Thursday the spin idiots take over the back room at the gym at about a quarter to 8. So I like to get there early so I can get my floor exercises done before them. Now, I am late. Thanks kid.
Marika did much better today than yesterday. She kept up with me for the whole session in spite of being so sore from yesterday. Maybe she is motivated. She asked me how much the trainer would cost her. Sounds like she wants to get in real shape.
So, I woke up this morning and I had a sore throat and runny nose. Perhaps a case of common rhinitis. I hate sore throats. Hate them. The rest, I don’t care. I bring this up now since we stopped for fresh ginger on the way home from the gym. She is making some “tea” with ginger and lemon for my sore throat. What a nice girl.
I did drink an entire glass of the potion. Not much change. But hot lemon water with ginger is ok.
Got ready for work and took off. Marika was back in bed.
Not much on today’s calendar. File tax court petition. IRS auditor in to complete his audit. Of another client. Phone call scheduled for afternoon. That’s it. Like a barrel of monkeys – screaming, shitting and biting all over and on each other in an enclosed space. Why do people call that fun?
Work was same shit as yesterday, perhaps more phone calls but the rest was the same. Fantastic. The only thing I did that was different was go to my old bank. An electronic deposit from the state went to my old account, which was closed 18 months ago. My bank sent it back to the state. But the state can’t find it. So I have to track it for them. California FTB, as stupid as people get.
My sore throat did go away. So maybe Marika’s invention is worthwhile.
My drive home was bad. Traffic really did suck through Roseville. Did not enjoy the trip.
Stopped in Old Town to pick up soup for dinner per Emily’s orders. I went to the Indian place. They have the best tomato soup in town and it’s cheap. Sadly, I had to park a half mile away because downtown was packed. It’s only Thursday.
No worries. Home with soup, 3 16oz containers for $10.25. I said cheap.
Soup was excellent. I ordered some Naan to go with it. Good stuff.
Now we sit and watch bad TV. One hour of Holey Moley and then 40 minutes of Last Man Standing. Ok, not bad. Middling.