It’s one pm, Saturday. It’s not a normal day. Not like any other. Except, Emily has to leave by 8 and meet her bro and sis in Santa Rosa then have dinner together with them. They have stuff to do.
This morning, was a morning like any other. Just started later. We got up at 7 and not 530. I did the usual as did the bride. Fed all. Coffee all. Etc. Out the door by 8.
This would be where the day diverged. I ate some yogurt, no surprise there, then raced (literally) into the repair shop. I have had funny noises from my front end (no comments) and want to get that looked at. Well, the aholes can’t look at it today. Has to be Monday. Not following their excuses.
Raced back home. Why race? Well, my electrician will be here at 845, he says, to continue the odyssey of upgrades and repairs we are doing.
Arrived at 847. No Walter (that’s Sparky). He tends to be late on arrival I have noticed. Does not really bother me because I am the same way.
I need to be here to keep Walter on the proper task. He wanders. Just a bit. So I kinda watch him. And keep him moving toward conclusion.
He does have to install a four gang receptacle, sideways. Only way it fits. But, if I don’t pay attention he just does it. Versus having a talk about why he is doing it that way before he does it.
Today I got the water heater wiring up to code. And the aforementioned 4 gang box installed in the coffee closet. The water heater was a breeze. The other is going on three hours of work. Walter has a date so he is leaving at 130. Back tomorrow at 8am. On Walter time that’s between 8 and 9.
Marika just got home. It’s just after 1230. That’s when her shift starts. Seems the brain trust at the Annex scheduled three servers and a trainee at 1230. Usually covered by one person. So she got to come home. She is a little pissed.
So, what to do? Well, Marika wants to go shopping in Roseville. She has internet purchases to return to a real store. I need doggie diapers and a trip to Winco, my fave grocer. A couple other stops. Took three hours, whatever we did.
We finally drove home. Dinner is next. Marika tells me Jut will be coming this evening for dinner.
He did show for dinner. If he had not we were going to go someplace nice. Would have been nice. So instead, what did we have? Jut went to Popeyes in Roseville and picked up spicy chicken sandwiches. There has been a big craze in the last month, nationwide, over these sandwiches. So we had that. And a nice bottle of wine. And a salad. The wine and salad make up for the fast food.
About the time we finished, Emily got home. Turns out she did not get dinner with her fam. And we have nothing for her. Oops. That’s what I get for believing her when she said she would eat there. She did bring Jut a birthday cocktail glass. We put that in play immediately.
She joined us at the table. Had some wine. We sat around far to long chatting. Past 1030, which is when I went to bed. They stayed up. I fell asleep.