I lived through the 515am call. Lovely. We just love getting up super early. I’m sure you all agree
We are getting back to the grind. Got love that. I don’t. The morning was quite normal. Did all the usual crap while Emily got herself ready for work. She wants to leave by 615. I think she is crazy. Though she did leave at 615. I on the other hand went to work out. I could not leave at 615 because I don’t need to be there till 715. So I read some online crap to kill time. Woke Marika and she decided she wanted to stay in bed. Loser. I went without.
On my drive to the gym I noted my check engine light was back on as well as the traction control light. Gotta call Josh, this is getting old.
My workout was tough. I think my trainer hates me. I am still in pain 12 hours later. No matter. Back at it again tomorrow.
I did have to speed through my workout. I have a dr appointment in Davis at 1030. That’s an hour drive. So I finish working about 830, stretch out, race home and get ready. Which is what I did. And I was still 15 mins late to the appointment. Fortunately my doc seems ok with it. Though he did speed up the appointment to accommodate the next guy.
He sent me off with lab orders. I went straight there after via Starbucks. Surprise, turns out I had a lab order in the computer that I had forgotten about. So the tech drew out extra blood and gave me a take home kit for the part I couldn’t provide at that point.
Off to work. Nice drive to the office. Not much on my work plate today. I can’t even remember what I did today. I went to the bank. The PO. That was thrilling. I did spend six hours here.
Went home around 530. Emily has left work much earlier but stopped in Roseville for her yoga class. I beat her home by 5 minutes. I even got the mail.
Marika is still at her friends place. So I made leftover chicken and Brussels sprouts with pan fried polenta. Sound good? It was.
Marika arrived home just after we finished our meal. I made her a plate. We spent the evening trying to help the dog. He has vestibular disease, being treated, and he walks around the room with his head tilted at a 45 degree angle and running into things. It’s fun. We also watched bad TV. And now, bedtime.