Month: October 2019

Hey, no workout Friday. In honor of that I slept in till 730. Which is weird. I never sleep in. And awesome. I never sleep in. By never I mean never. Not seldom.

I did finally get out of bed and do things. Like read the paper and drink coffee. And shower. That stuff is important. Not much else to do in a morning besides get ready for the day. Maybe the day should get ready for me.

This morning I drove the convertible to work. Top down, the morning is beautiful. Locked all my loose shit in the trunk so it doesn’t blow away. And drove like the wind.

Made my morning better.

Work today was as work always is. Boring and obtuse. I did not get the delivery I expected which would be money. My cannabis client was supposed to bring cash. He called to reached that till meeting on 10/9. Al least I get paid. In cash.

The balance of the day was the usual crapola. Nothing exciting.

The biggest excitement was the end of the day having to run around, go to two banks to make deposits, write checks on those deposits and go to a third bank to deposit. What a life. Almost pushed me over the edge. And payroll was due by end of day as well. I did manage to get it done. And no one was there to get the checks. The direct deposits got paid at least.

I had so many small tasks at end of day I thought I would go crazy. I think all got done but I’m not sure.

Once I thought I was done, about 7, I jumped in the car and headed north. Left the top up, it’s cold. Getting to be winter like weather.

The evening drive was fast and clear until I got to hwy 49 in Auburn. There it clogged up a tad. Traffic slowed way down and I had a hard time going fast.

I am planning on meeting Marika at home. She said she would be off by 730. Got hone at 720 and she was there. And a strange car in the driveway. A Toyota. Turns out Marika got off work very early and the Toyota belongs to Bella. Friend of Marikas and Bella also watches our pets and house when we are away. Marika wanted to go out, Bella was tagging along. I guess I was tagging along to. We went out for Italian food in downtown Auburn.

Dinner was great. Marika paid, though that’s not why it was great. Just a nice meal with bad service from an inept waiter. We had wine too which may be a bad idea. Though the bad idea tastes good.

I am home now. Sitting on the couch. We came back. The youngsters decided to head back out into Friday night in the foothills. Not sure what they are doing. I can go out on a limb and say probably drinking. I will inquire within once they return.

Son it’s bedtime. Very soon. Even though I slept well, I’m tired. Very fatigued.

No more for tonight.

Pre Friday has arrived. Finally. It’s a long week. Hell, every work week is too long. I need to find a no work week. One that doesn’t end. Please.

Emily left for yoga camp this morning. Actually, she left for school meetings and from there went to yoga camp. She will be there till Sunday doing the yoga thing. Whatever that really is. Marika and I are in our own. Fortunately, we can handle it.

After Emily left at 640am, I sat and drank coffee for a few minutes then tried to get Marika out of bed to go workout. She needed about five minutes to get up and get going. It’s Thursday which means the bikers will be in the gym at 8. And they use up the space in the back room where we work out. There are only 3 bikers any given Tuesday/Thursday but they are assholes. They spread out around the room to monopolize the space. Their leader is a total dick in action and thought. He wheels his exercise bike out while we are in the floor working out. You know the type, pushes the bike real close to us or anyone else and sets up next to people who got there first. And proceeds to make the room a hostile place for non bikers. These assholes do reserve the room but let’s face it, 3 people do not need all the floor space.

In spite of them we did get most of our floor work done before the bike dicks arrived at 8. Had to do a couple sets with them in the room. I hate them. Once done with floor stud we went to the main gym and did some weights. Topped it off with some aerobic work on stationary machines.

When we finished we headed home. No errands or coffee. Weird. At home I got cleaned up and went to work. Marika has work at 5. After work I am going to Bob’s for dinner, prob steak and etc.

My work day was strangely busy. I had a phone meeting at 2 which rolled into a tax meeting at 3 and another call after that. 3 hours. Gone.

I ran out at about 6 to Bobs. Forgot my phone in my haste. Went over to their house. Nice to be invited over when Em is gone. One more night I don’t have to cook. Bob did procure steaks from the local Costco. Not sure what cut but they were good. I prefer a local butcher for steak and other prime meats. Local guys usually do a better job than big stores.

I was kinda late, bob and Renee and friends Dave and Natasha has already had hors douvres and drinks. I had none but did grab a glass of wine. Or two. They were just throwing meat on the grill when I arrived.

Dave also grilled up a large salmon filet. Yuck. I love fish. I hate salmon. Hate it. I ate the steak. We sat and ate and more wine was opened. Dinner was great and company was fun. I never go out and it was nice just to go out.

After dinner, quite a while after dinner I headed for home. Quick stop at the office because I had forgotten my phone. And up the hill. Very fast trip. No traffic at 945. Surprise. Got home in record time. Marika called when I was a mile out, wondering where I was. I was very close. She was already home, work was slow.

I am now typing. No TV since Emily is gone. She likes TV for the noise. I just hate it and don’t turn it on when I have the choice.

I am heading to bed very soon. I am exhausted, just not sure why.

Today is Wednesday. I need to repeat that to myself over and over again, today. I have continually believed it to be Thursday. All day and out loud. Can’t figure it. It got a little embarrassing. With quite a few people. The cure is midnight when it will be real Thursday. And I will be smarter.

I think my workouts are getting easier. I have not been sore at all this week post workout. I want to be sore so I know I have done something. Even today I, with a difficult workout, did not even sweat. What the hell. I need a trainer again. And, btw, I do have a new trainer to replace mine who went to Indonesia. She is going to be here next week to start. Should be fun. She is a New Yorker and the gym manager said she will be able to handle my easy coast attitude. Why does everyone think I am from the east coast?

Again today I am driving the Type R to work. My cat is getting the speed up at the speed shop right now. I hope it’s done by Friday. My commute was dull. Fine. I would like a little more excitement. The kind that does not involve my car becoming an accordion but entertaining nonetheless. Every day in every way I am hating the drive. Even in my favorite car.

Work today was thrilling. Like every day before today. Just plain electric. I have a lot of work to do so dull it isn’t. Too much is also not the problem. Perhaps too many competing tasks might be it. None of which can be finished. That’s a problem. I also have a very insistently annoying IRS auditor calling several times every day. Adds to my stress level. I did not finish anything today. Tomorrow will be the day.

I did have one errand outside the office. The State of CA, EDD, sent me a couple checks for god knows what. I raced to the bank at the end of the day and cashed the checks before the state asks for them back. It’s enough for a couple weeks worth of coffee. And lunch.

Drove home about 530. I was tired of working and just left. Again, drive was efficient and dull. No traffic excitement or emergencies.

Emily got home about the same time I did. She was still unloading her car as I walked up. The garage is down the hill. She is going to yoga camp tomorrow and only working a half day. And her day is only meetings at the district office. So tonight she is getting food ready for the meeting, her turn, and picking for a four day camp. And she is displaying a little psychotic behavior too. What fun for me. For example, she spent 30 minutes looking for a specific small canvas bag to haul her crap at camp. And she LOOKED. I thought she might cry. I had to help and I have never seen it before. We looked. She finally gave up and sound something else.

I helped her pack food for the meeting at school. And she was a little overboard in how the food went into the bowl and what bowls we used.

In between the fun we had dinner. That was fine. No drama. I got to watchTV but she was too busy with packing to sit.

Emily finally calmed down once she got into bed. Though she is not falling right to sleep. I am typing and will read a little before lights out.

Today is back to the grind. Sadly, nothing left to grind.

Marika and I went to workout just after I got Emily out the door and off to work. I am in a little bit of a hurry today because my last part for the turbo came in a week ago and today is the appointed hour. I drop off the Fit and by Friday, I hope, my Fit will be a real race car. I can hardly wait. It’s been six months waiting on the parts. Damn foreign manufacturers. I dropped off and called Cara to come pick me up. Told Josh I would be back Friday for the car. Or just visit it. Not sure. Fingers crossed.

To the office. No appointments. No nothing. These are tough days to write about. Nothing happened. What can a say?

Well, about noon I noticed a nip in the air. It was cold. Inside. I went to the next office and asked the ladies if it was cold. Resounding yes. They had a heater going. I was not dressed for cold weather inside the office.

If you must know, we have had problems with our HVAC for years. Old building, been remodeled a thousand times, only so many AC units on the roof, blah blah blah. Many excuses from property manager and techs. It’s cold. It’s also very cold in the summer, uncomfortably so. At least the rent is low. It’s the bad food, big serving theory.

I have fingerless gloves to wear. Kept in my desk, for obvious reasons. After Cara left for the day I also took her lap blanket. I said it was cold. I was ready to go when Emily arrived. Had to leave the office for the day to warm up. Strange. But, that’s what I do in the summer too. Maybe someday I can move. Home. Sell out. It’s a dream.

Emily remembered to come pick me up at day’s end. Which is good. Ubering to Auburn would be pricey. Seriously, we were in contact at the end of the day. She had an orthodontist appointment late so came by late. So we missed the bad traffic. It’s a food thing.

Off to home. Marika has made salads for our dinner to which we added last nights soup. And the soup was even better tonight. Love it. Soup was great. Salad was great. Meal was great.

Time for mediocre TV. A couple hours worth. Em is working on glass for her class. The kids. She makes glass pendants which they give to their moms. Moms love them. She spent about two hours in them before she got them into the kiln. May be ready in the am. Nice.

She is cleaning up. I am typing and sorta listening to the boob tube. Ready for bed but Em needs ice cream first. Then I can go read. Which is a good end to my day.

Today not much going. We got up late. Can I get a hallelujah? It was nice. We pretty much moved quite slowly through our morning. A pleasant valley Sunday. Oh oh.

We only have one thing planned for today, a visit to the Auburn Fair Grounds for the Home Show. I am hoping for great things. But not expecting much. There is a giveaway of a tiny home. Retails at $50K plus. Which begs a question, who would pay that much for a really small house? Not me. I was not impressed. Hell, I was not impressed by the $120k tiny homes. I could buy a large condo for that price. And would rather.

The problem with this “show” where vendors just try to sell you crap is they charged admission. What? Target doesn’t charge to go in and buy. Or Nordstrom. So I am wary of the show from the gate.

I swear they hired the homeless to work the gate. And I gotta say, shouldn’t you put your best up front? Toothless, overtakes, jumpy methheads don’t sell tickets. Or shouldn’t. It was interesting.

Inside the show, borrrring. Lousy vendors and the usual crap otherwise – cheap toys, bad food (pricey), junk. The vendors did not impress. Unfortunately, my wife does love a demonstration so we sat FOREVER and watched a cookware show. Worlds most amazing cookware. Not. Stuff is nice but not unique. Made lots of quasi scientific claims, not backed up, cooked some food quickly and told us it was amazing. No, not really. Emily could have bought a set of pots except we have an induction stove and stainless does not work on it. Thank god. She did buy the veg slicer, looks cool but incredibly expensive. I have burned money the same way with less to show for it. No worries.

We left there, not soon enough, and ran around the rest of the show. Found nothing worth a shit. Too bad.

At this point we toured the tiny homes. Not impressive. At all. A bunch of engineless RVs. A bunch of single wides at best. A bunch of comfortable shipping containers. You get the idea.

We left. Went home. Nothing left of the day, it was already 5 o’clock and the fat lady was done.

Chores and such at home. Marika has gone to work. Emily made soup for dinner. We watched 60 Minutes.

Dinner we ate our soup, salad and bread. I skipped the bread since Em toasted it. Ewww. Soup was great. That she did not toast.

Watched some TV after dinner. Too much and went to bed since tomorrow is a workday.