Not sure why I look forward to Taco Tuesday so much but I do. Especially today. And it was good but they skimped on the portions. New ownership. May need a new carniceria.
Several hours ago, already thinking of tacos, I got up. At 530, as weekday always. Went through the usual chores. Same always. Workout after Emily left, sans Marika who’s is still in San Diego. Back tomorrow. I am supposed to be on airport pickup duty. I just need an itinerary. I am sure that will arrive. No one likes to walk 59 miles to get home unless forced. She isn’t.
Workout was nothing special. My trainer has been gone for a week so I do my own workout without direction. Took an hour and I was hard on me. I need that.
After workout I went home. Did some work on the computer. Returned Marikas call, not much up. She went to the beach. Must be nice. Why do I work? I could go to the beach. No beach here.
Off to work at about 11. Remember, I was already working. Drive was usual boring nothing happens drive. An hour of my life that is a pure waste. Like the drive home only at least I am home at the end of the late drive.
Work was just like yesterday. Lots of tax returns. That’s it. All day. My 130 appointment showed at 330. Stayed till 630. Argued about the bill. Ate my candy. Spent 75% of the appointment on his phone talking to his customers. Fun. Paid the bill at the end including some in cash. I forgive him.
Trip home. Another hour wasted. As I said, a waste. No stops, fast drive. Nice.
Emily waited for me to start in on the Mexican food. How sweet of her. Food was great. And skimpy as I mentioned. But had a nice meal. The salsa tasted weird, tossed it. The bottle of Pace from the fridge was exceedingly moldy. Not cool. The unopened Pace from the cabinet had turned and was a new color. Tastes strange too. Tossed it. Def not good. Easy to finish dinner, short on food and all.
Watching bad TV now. Em is snoring next to me. Soon to bed.