Monday. Fo Real

I like the new workouts I am doing. It’s all weight lifting of some sort or other. Not sure why we spent so much time on the other stuff but now we don’t. Good for me. Marika is still on the floor exercises, balls, kettlebells, etc. She says she isn’t strong enough. I’m not and I do this.

Today is a regular workday. So, after the workout and all the usual errands, I went to work. Only one stop at the bank for some cash for the nephews. They are spoiled little shits and I’m not sure they even appreciate what we do. But we do it. Hey, it’s Christmas.

No visitors to the office. Yay. I did as much as I could which always seems like not enough. Cara and Kat were both there. Both working tomorrow. I have to go in to Work to get one more Christmas package which is supposed to be delivered tomorrow. FedEx is not as fast as they used to be. Real problem is the company I purchased the gift from. They did not ship the goods for nine days after I ordered it. It was the 10th when I ordered so I did not expedite. And the company was mute. Merry Christmas.

Speaking of work, I left it at 530. No love lost there. I am going to the local FedEx office across the road in the mall. Seeking aforementioned package. It’s a deliver and hold thing. Problem, I have to drive across 8 lanes of traffic, through the mall lot to the FedEx. And it’s Christmas.

Starting out to Fedex not so bad. Got within sight of the corner and came to a stop. I sat a few light changes. Problem is, it’s real crowded and drivers are blocking the intersections. Have to drive in commando mode. Have to be ultra aggressive and ignore all cars and traffic signals. And be rude. What I did to cross the road was drive on the wrong side of the intersection and then cut back in to the correct side at the last minute. Everyone else can go to hell. I got over the first hurdle.

Next up, the parking lot. Not much there since it’s one lane in each direction. Came to the first intersection. Governed by stop signs. We take turns. I watched. All were taking turns. Nice. I took my turn and turned right and the car to my left decided to go in front of me. Fuck that. I dropped my clutch and pushed my car out almost in front of the intruder. He tried to scare me by acting like he was going to hit me but I just pushed in front of him. We take turns, asshole. Once in position I calmly drove toward FedEx.

So, got to FedEx. No package. Go away and come back tomorrow. Hey shithead, I live 35 miles away, I cant just come back tomorrow. But I guess I am.

Jumped on the freeway. Went home. Traffic was ok. I’m ok.

Emily spent 4 hours today shopping with Marika. I know Marika enjoys it but her enjoyment does not really show up enough for Emily to see it. So the shopping trip had a bit of acrimony. Why do I mention this when I was not there? Because I get text updates from the battlefield as I am thrust into the scree. Oh well. Two women, love them both, wish they got along.

The girls were home when I arrived. Dinner ready. Love it. We spent our evening watching TV and wrapping gifts. Lots to do before the big fellas birthday. Went to bed early.