Sunday not the Plan.

Sunday went a bit off course; no drama just didn’t follow the Plan. I got down a rabit hole after Morning Routine and didn’t come in from the Silo till 9:30am. Cin was just getting up and we had obstensibly missed our window for Into the Woods as it starts at 10:15 and neither of us were ready to go. Cin had made plans to go to Costco with Boo in the Afternoon but, as Coscto has tightend up “security” and the Costco Citi Anywhere Card is in my name with my pic, Cin would have to pay with Her card which gives no return so, I volunteered to do the Costco shop; yep I can do other things like walking on hot coals too.

I rolled out without Cin and hit Cat&Pajamas for an iced chai as I got on auto pilot heading towards Live Oak and bypassed Honeylux which is where I had planned to get a Caffien bump; the iced chai was meh amd I spent a few minute in line chatting with a 30 something Woman who had just returned from a retreat with as She described “like minded people” a phrase I detest, bristle at and can’t let go by in conversation without asking, “What do you mean by like minded people?” She became cagy as I remained quiet and waited. Anyway, from Her following comments and the rest of our conversation, She had found Her People, right wing ultra conservatives who home schooled their children so as not to be indoctrinated into and LGBTQ tolerant lifestyle or be victimized by the radical left blah blah blah…Call my name with my Chai already.

Off to Play it Again Sports where I found a specialized bar that I have been thinking about buying but, will only but at a certain price point that I set in my head a couple weeks back. I made the offer but was low by 15 dollars. Now 15 dollars is less that some of the burritos one can get around here but, I had already set my limit and walked on the bar; if it is still there in 2 weeks; then I get it for my offered price; that is the deal I struck. Next over to the Live Oak Farmers Market, While parking I saw two married Friends of mine; I could see They were dealing with some situation as Lun was at the closed passenger door of Their Tacoma and Her Husband Ian was in the bed of the Truck fucking with the sliding back window; I stopped my Truck and inquired through my open passenger door window if They needed help. Their 2 year old had the keys to the Truck and was sitting in the driver seat; He had locked all the doors with the push of a button. By the Time I parked; the child had been freed; the back window in the words of my Friend and Father to the Toddler, “Well that window isn’t ever gonna work again but, at least I don’t have to get a hide-a-key”. Followed by “Sheer panic Mark, sheer fucking panic”.

I had a few chats with Vendor Friends but, saw none of the Cosmopolitans; it was Afternoon by the Time I arrived so that was to be expected. By 1:30pm I was on my Way to Coscto somewhat regretting volunteering for this task and calculating the 2% back on the grocrey bill wouldn’t offset my Time nor Attitude…By 3, I had finished shopping; not sure I have ever seen the place more crowded. I watched and listened to Couples do the math on saving 15 cents an ounce here and there on purchases and this was similar to my decision to go shopping to get that 2% back over my Freedom. I wondered if the Couples spent that much Time and energy on making Their money work for Them, if They saved, those pennies and invested them somewhere some how. I believe that it is a very common thing to attempt to save on every grocery item, shop all the sales and save as much as possible which can feel good but, then not use any money saved for any fruther purpose so, it likely gets spent somehere on something else; maybe a vactaion or eduaction or a reliable car but, I suspect for many people it isn’t tracked or funneled to anything specific beacuse the focus on what money there is, is on spending as little as possible per pound, per ounce etc. I get that and obviously do some of that myself but, over the last few Years, my relationship with money has in many other aspects changed and developed. I have a desire to continue to learn about finances, investment strategies (not hair brained schemes, just practical no nonsense strategies) and to become familiar enough to be of Service to others, especially Young People starting out. Like I said, I have the desire; see where it goes.

Once Home, unload the Truck, eat the majority of a 5 dollar Costco chicken; If I was on the Street (many Homeless People live a block from Costco) I would get myself a Costco card and live off those Rotisserie 5 Dollar Chickens and never go hungry again; there is no better bang for the buck for a high protien low cost purchase that will feed you 3 meals in a Day.

I wrote a good chunk of the letter to Whit. I did not finish it. I stayed on my side of the Street and as of yet made no requests of Her; just my stuff in the letter.

Rick the Professor got back to me in an email saying He would grade my Video Lesson Today (Monday) and attempt to contact Sammi to set up a better situation with an SSP. Cool. I did no Homework over the Weekend.

I was in bed by 8. Slept pretty well and only Cuckoo clocked at 1 and 3, up at 4.

6 Weeks of the School Year in the Books, around 16%. By the 9/27 all of the assignments for the first of 4 Months worth of Homework will be complete and turned in. I am paid up on the Tuition for the program through 2025; the next class begins January 2026, another 4 Month long class and then one final one Month long class; another 4 grand in Tuition. That is it as far as classes; the rest will be clearing the Credential which I should finish pretty much the Day I have scheduled to Retire in 2017... Yep.

Grateful for the Weekends. For Cin, the Kids even when I don’t get to see Them. For Lil Bear. For Friends and Fellowship; Dinner and Stag11 with Steve this Evening. For Days on and Days Off. For All Needs Met. For this Day to Practice and to Continue.