it’s already Wednesday. Yikes. Evening. I did not blog Monday or Tuesday. Didn’t feel like it. Monday was MLK Day and in honor of that, I worked out and went to work. See, boring. Tuesday, everyone worked. And I worked out. Marika skipper Monday and Tuesday. She’s lame. And last night we went downtown for taco Tuesday. Our newest hang out, Tap and Vine, has cheap tacos and $3 margaritas. Pretty sure it’s the liquor bringing us back. The bartender, Nancy, is cool. We do sit at the bar. Sitting at the bar means we can talk to the bartender and other bar patrons making for a more interesting evening.
Wednesday morning up at 515. No workout. Why? Well my annual tax update seminar is today in Sacramento at 830. No time for exercise. I got Emily out the door and barely had enough time to shower and dress. I even skipped shaving.
Off to Sacramento, clear sailing all the way and I arrived 15 mins early. Time enough to park, walk in, register and find a seat.
I already know there are. It many changes to the code. But, that does not stop the seminar providers from boring me to tears for 8 hours. I feel like a piece of old laundry that’s been beaten against a rock down at the river. Sheer torture. I am surprised anyone was awake for this crap. I dozed a couple times. The joy was broken only by lunch which I already know was a hunk of processed chicken, in sauce and veg in butter and a piece of bread. I do not partake. I had a lettuce wrap in my car. It was excellent.
Seminar ended at 5. I sat in my car and made phone calls for a half hour and waited for traffic to lighten up. It did, I left, picked up dinner on the way home. Girls were home when I arrived and we enjoyed the Taco Tree feast.
Next up is the TV evening. We watch Jeopardy and Wheel and a lot of bad TV. Then will be bedtime. Not much else. Emily and Marika are finishing a jigsaw puzzle. I am working in the bathroom. A fine evening. Soon to bed, perchance to dream. I just want 8 straight.