It’s close to over. Done. There is a fork in its ass as we speak. No, not Emily. Year 2019. That’s almost done. Which means we are all one year older. Unless you died this year. Then you’re done.
It’s six pm and the electrician just arrived to put up the lights on our ceiling fans. The weird part is that it’s New Years. And he is here working. His choice. Worlds greatest electrician. He has been doing so much work here that we bought him a Christmas present. Maybe that’s why he is working on New Years.
Our day began very early. 6 am as usual. Woke the girl to go workout. She was in an incredibly foul mood. Very foul. A bitch. And a half. Yet I still went to workout with her. I’m a saint.
Before the gym, we dropped by the Honda dealer. Marikas car has a faulty heater fan. And it’s damn cold up here. So we dropped the car and then went to the gym. Emily followed us later to get her car serviced. But she missed out on the gym. She is going to yoga later.
After workout we went back to the dealer and met up with Emily. Her car was ready right as we arrived. I suggested we all go out for donuts at Dunk n Run which is just up the street. Strangely, everyone agreed, even the young angry girl whose attitude is still bad wanted a donut.
Just to let out all the suspense, I got an apple fritter and a cup o decaf. Not sure what donuts they got cuz I was too into mine. It was lovely. Side note, there is a picture on the wall at the donut place of five regulars who frequent the place. And they were there, sitting in the same chairs at the counter. Nice guys.
Went back hame. Got a call on the way from the auto shop, Marikas car was already done. We can get that later. We all got ready for our day, except for Emily. She went from donuts to yoga class. Not exactly Namaste but who cares.
Once we were both clean and dresseD we took off. I drove Marika to the shop, though there was little room in the car for her and her attitude. I am such a nice daddy I paid for her car repairs. She took off to her friends. They are headed to Reno for the new year. I, on the other hand, am going to the office. Not exactly Reno, but real close. Not.
Work. I made twenty phone calls. Tried to do a little other work but the calls got in the way. Strangely, a prospective client showed up at the office for a consult. Which seemed weird since he had no appointment. No matter. I sat and talked to him about options for his business in light of regulatory changes. Doesn’t that sound thrilling? Nice guy, Italian immigrant so more euro in attitude. Nice change from the usual American bums. He stated he would be back to get his taxes done and perhaps form a corporation. All sounds good.
I left for home not long after my visitor left. On the way home i stopped to buy some champagne, necessary for the new year. Driving north I made several phone calls. Had a 30 minute conference call too. Last day of the year is a big day for tax plans. I rode the conference call into the garage. It was followed in immediate succession by five more calls. Big call day. I did finally get out of the car and close the garage.
Emily was already making dinner when I got in the house. It is New Years taco Tuesday and in that spirit she made carnitas and beans. Yummy. The carnitas were excellent.
We are now watching a little TV. By we I mean Emily is snoring next to me while I blog and ignore the TV. Soon bedtime, I’m not staying up to greet the new year.