It’s Labor Day. Hurray for holidays but next one is Thanksgiving. The long haul. And no, Halloween does not count.
We hit up tired today. Emily said only an hour to finish off the shed, no more. Then we get to holiday. It is 345 and we are just finishing. So much for that. We received a lecture from our daughter that we always waste our weekends working and always have. Can’t say she is wrong. It’s been this way since I was a kid. Same for Emily. We just work 7 days a week. Maybe I can relax when I’m dead.
The shed is done inside. Outside, a few boxes of goodwill bound goods and a couple small boxes of my lifetime earthly treasures. Gotta find room for more stuff. Or finally toss it all. Tough choice.
We are going to relax for the rest of the afternoon hhahahahahahaha. Yes, that’s two hours out of a three day weekend. I do less work at the office. But, I think doing things around the house in the weekend is what my wife is programmed for. And I help. Marika blames her mother but it’s me too. I work too hard at home. I like the chores better than work at the office.
We also moved boxes out of the shed and put them in Marika’s room and in my shop, as made sense. So created more work neatening up later in those two spots. Oh well. Project for another time.
Just finished washing dishes and packing dishwasher. All the stuff we unpacked was dirty. Some of this has been stored for over two years. Not so great but at least we are getting there. It’s really been a two year move. I am exhausted.
We are having guests in a few. Marika’s buddy’s fro Dixon are coming by. I imagine I will be making cocktails in about fifteen minutes. They like booze. Emily will be going to the store in a few. We need groceries. Oh, news flash, the boys just called. They stopped at a local brewery on there way here. Plans change. At least it stays quiet. Marika left for beer town.
My turn to take a shower. Emily just emerged. About time. It’s 440pm and I finally get to clean and shave. Yikes.
I am going to the store now. Turns out all are coming to the house for drinks and dinner. The service here is impeccable. The food is sublime. I am sure that is why they are coming. Or maybe because the drinks and food are very good and free. Free is a hell of a driver.
Went to Safeway and got the required supplies. Not much actually. We are having meatloaf so the meal is mostly meat. Duh. We add in a veg side of green beans cuz the phrase is not “meat” it’s “meat and veg”. Came home and helped Emily put it together. Actually, I made her and I a Sazerac. Then I helped with dinner. Booze first, food later. It’s a rule. You could look it up.
The young uns showed up not much later. They decided to play cards or dominos. Not sure. I decided if they did not ask for a drink, fuck em. Took about twenty minutes for someone to ask and then it was an avalanche. No big deal. It’s what I do, make cocktails. So I made two Mojitos and two Old Fashioneds. I could do that all day. And I do mean all day.
They have all continued to play dominoes. Emily is slaving in the kitchen and I blog and think about a second drink. Not sure what. Maybe a whiskey cocktail. Maybe a Buster Brown.
So, dinner is ready plus 2nd cocktails for the bride and I. We decided to leave all the food in the kitchen for a buffet service. I think no one minds when they are getting fed. For free.
The meal was lively and loud, which makes it fun. No one really wanted seconds which is tough anyhow when firsts destroyed the meatloaf. No one provided the dessert so we brought out bags of every candy we had which made us all quite pleased. Why? I don’t know. Geo took home a bucket of red vines which is a sign of happiness I think.
Tomorrow is a workday and the boys ran out rather quickly after “dessert”. All of us is going back to work tomorrow, except my lovely daughter. She claims she will be working out with me. Seeing is believeing. See you am.