Peace

It had been around 1:00 AM. I'd made myself some killer hot cocoa with half and half, put a ton of whipped cream on top, got my jacket on, and sat outside on the steps of the front verandah. It was partly cloudy, a couple of degrees above freezing, and cold as Hell if you were just sitting there; but it was great. Our road didn't have any street lights this far out in the boonies, and it was dark except for the moon, the stars, and the lights of the house. I didn't have the porch light on. I'd turned it off for this occasion.

I wished my two loves were at my side, but they were out cold. The mullethead liked to get around 7 or 8 hours of sleep a day, I got by nicely on somewhere between 2 and 4 depending on whatever, and my mentor could go either way, but chose to cater to the mullethead.

I think I may have posted this in the first section of my blog, but this did mean that I did a little more work around the house, but that was fine by me. It mostly involved doing extra with the equines, which I barely considered work, I made breakfast about 80 to 90 percent of the time, and on Thursdays I might infringe on somebody else's housework here and there to get us to town faster. But the trade off was worth it. Yesterday afternoon I sure as Hell got an awesome payback, but I think I'll keep the details to myself.


After I finished my cocoa, I went back inside, lit the fire, decided to throw a log on, went to the kitchen, washed my cup out, put the tay kettle on, put a pineapple-mango scone that my mentor had made from scratch and some fennel rusk on an plate, and took that to the coffee table. I took my jacket off, and after the tay was ready I sat on the couch, going through a couple of cups of creamed Darjeeling with my snack. I sat there until the log almost burned out, now here I am in front of the Mac.

News reports were kind of slow right now. REAL news, that is. The alternative media, and not the government controlled garbage that is full of lies, equivocations, and omissions.

I was beside myself, having to wait a month to get out of time again, and reaccess my innate Akashic Knowledge. I will have been here a little over 6 months. I was having fun, but at the same time I couldn't stand being stripped of so much of what I usually am. In a way this was like a game to me, but a game I wasn't sure I wanted to play anymore. I saw it was no longer necessary. Like I said before, everything was in place, and everything was running smoothly and ahead of schedule. I also knew that if I came back, I'd be knocking another month off my intended stay by early May, not that I gave a shoite anymore one way or another.

Now, guess I'll sign off and do some reading on line. See how the revolutions and the nuclear meltdown are going.